Pampered After Divorce - Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Molly’s POV
All the memories of the past two years with Wesley's family flooded back, igniting my anger.
They had insulted and humiliated me, showing no respect despite my seniority.
Today, I was determined to make them pay for their actions. In the past, Gianni had always intervened, but this time, I wanted them to understand the consequences of crossing me.
Radley's face twisted in fury as he glared at me. "You ungrateful..." I cut him off mid-sentence with a swift kick to his jaw, bringing myself down to his level.
"What did you just call me?" His words faltered as a mix of shock and fear crossed his face.
Meanwhile, the sister was already on the phone with her brother. "Wesley, Molly has lost it and is attacking Radley."
"You're lying. Your brother provoked her and got what he deserved," Nora spoke up in my defense. The look of astonishment in her eyes as she gazed at me revealed that she had many questions.
However, I wanted to confront the tramp before the foolish Wesley arrived. "Don't you realize that lying is a sin?" I approached Bertha quickly, seizing her by the hair.
"You and your family mistreated and bullied me because I married your brother. Even after the divorce, you still don't know where to draw the line."
I slapped her so hard that she staggered and fell onto her brother.
"Security, help us!" Radley was screaming, but I couldn't help but laugh. He was calling for help after all they had done to me. Who gave him the idea that anyone could save him from my wrath?
Nora was quick to take care of the security for me. "Today, I will teach you a lesson that your parents and useless elder brother never taught you," I kicked them hard, and they began to beg.
"Molly, please, we are sorry," Radley said. I knew he just wanted to be let go, but a brilliant idea crossed my mind, and I presented it to him.
"Okay, I will forgive you on one condition."
"Anything," both him and Bertha said in unison, rising to their feet. "Anything?" I asked sternly, and they both nodded. "Anything."
Nora had returned, so I instructed her, "Call the restaurant manager." Confusion clouded her face, but she returned with a blonde woman in her thirties. I showed her the black card Gianni had given me.
It had all the store managers dropping their jaws wherever I used it because I heard only about ten had been issued worldwide.
"Do you know what this card means?" I asked her. She quickly bowed her head. "Yes, ma'am, how may I help you?"
The brother and sister stared at me with fear in their eyes as I informed her, "They are going to work for free for three days. Cleaning the toilets, mopping, or any other jobs you have available, and I want pictures and videos."
"Molly, why have you become so heartless?" Bertha said as I slapped her hard. The restaurant manager took a step back.
"Heartless? For two years, you made me cook, clean, and handwash your clothes. Oh, you don't do chores, right? If you don't do it well, I have videos of you kissing my feet, and they will be sent viral."
"Molly, what has come over you?" I heard Wesley's voice from the corner with Kiara.
"Oh, you didn't bring your little champ to the family get-together, and oh, your mom and dad aren't here too?" I said mockingly. Nora was so stunned she kept glaring at me.
"Molly, you got away with it the first time, but not this time," Kiara said, about to hit me when I blocked her hand and delivered two hard slaps.
"I wasn't expecting you to make that move," I sneered. Her eyes were red. "Wesley, do something," she yelled at Wesley, who kept staring at me like a fool.
"Are you on drugs, Molly?" He asked. I slapped him hard on the face, earning a look of shock from him. The one on drugs is you, but they must do as I've said," I stared at the manager, who then beckoned to Bertha and Radley.
"You two should come with me. The toilet needs cleaning," she said.
"They aren't going anywhere," Wesley intervened. I stared at him. "Says who? Who do you think you are to defy my order?" I challenged him. He stared at me as if he had seen a ghost.
"Molly, you used to be kind."
"And what did that earn me?" I asked. "You allowed your family to bully me and cheated on me with my sister. If you try to stop her again, I will send all those videos of you kissing my feet viral."
I was grateful that Gianni had recorded everything that day, and the look on Wesley's face pleased me. But in the next moment, his hand was raised to hit me.
"Someone has to teach you a lesson," he said, but I blocked his arm and kicked him in the groin. As he bent down in pain, I whispered in his ear.
"Guess what? Gianni is far better in bed than you ever were." He looked like he was about to cry. "You whore!" he grunted. I kicked him in the groin again, sending him to his knees.
"That's right, Wesley, you have to kneel for all the lies and bullying." Then I lowered my voice and whispered again. "And oh, your dick is just too small, and you need to lose some weight."
I punched him in the face, knocking him down. Then I turned to his brother and sister. "Are you still here?"
They were already running ahead with the restaurant manager. I saw Kiara trying to escape, but I caught up with her and dragged her to the private room I had booked earlier.
"You and I need to talk. Why don't we have dinner together?" I suggested.
She started to plead, "Molly, please don't do this."
I laughed. I had yet to make her pay for all she had done. Perhaps I could make her confess to drugging me that night and the death of our parents.
Unexpectedly, a handsome man entered the room with a charming aura. "There you are, I've been looking for you."