Since it was his mother's property, it had never been merged under the Murphy Group, and then again,
the Murphy Group was in the luxury business, and there was no real estate involved under it, so Axy
Real Estate had always been managed by his mother herself. After his mother's accident, Axy Real
Estate had been taken care of by a special professional manager, and he only occasionally asked
about it.
That was why the outside world didn't know that Axy Real Estate used to be his family’s property too.
Only later did Axy Real Estate break away from his family when her mother gave Axy Real Estate to
someone else.
"Mr. Murphy, no wonder when you went to take over Axy Real Estate, that manager said that Axy Real
Estate doesn't belong to you. Your mother gave fifty percent of Axy Real Estate's shares to him, and
we were still wondering who that person was, we didn't expect it to be Ivan." Fraser said in surprise.
Stanley lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, but in his heart, waves of shock were raised.
He could see the signature on the transfer, signed by his mother herself.
Because his mother had a habit of drawing an arc at the end of the last stroke of the last word, that no
one could imitate.
And seeing how smooth the script was, it was clear that there was no coercion to sign.
In other words, this transfer was willingly signed.
What the hell was this about?
Stanley wrinkled his brow, obviously unable to figure this out.
Fraser was confused too.
Fraser looked at the signature column, "Your mother has already signed, but Ivan hasn't signed yet,
which means that Axy Real Estate's shares have not yet fallen into Ivan's hands."
"But the outside world doesn't know it, neither does that manager. They all think the shares are already
in the hands of Axy Real Estate's new chairman." Stanley pursed his lips.
Fraser pushed his glasses, "No wonder the outside world has been curious about who Axy Real
Estate's new chairman is and why he hasn't shown up. Ivan doesn't get the shares, so he can’t show
up as a new chairman, but maybe he doesn't even know himself that he is Axy Real Estate's
chairman."
"No, he knows." Stanley narrowed his eyes.
Fraser looked at him, "He knows?"
"That's right." Stanley nodded, "When he was bent on the will, we all thought he was trying to destroy
Sam's evidence, but later we found out that he actually hated Sam, so he would not help Sam, after all,
he hadn't even show up when we threatened him with Sam."
"So Ivan wanted the will not for Sam, but for Axy Real Estate's shares?" Fraser's eyes widened.
"Other than that reason, I don't think there's anything else. He probably already knew that the share
transfer letter was in grandpa's hands and was eventually put inside his will." Stanley said.
"I remember something." Fraser suddenly slapped his thigh.
Stanley looked at him, "What?"
"Seven years ago, I had seen the scene of Ivan and Mr. Jordan talking by chance, that day I went to
old mansion to pick up a document for you, and when I came out, I met Mr. Jordan and Ivan in the
garden. Ivan was questioning Mr. Jordan where he had put the share transfer letter and asked Mr.
Jordan to take it out."
Fraser said scratching his hair, "I wonder if the share transfer letter that Ivan was talking about at the
time was Axy Real Estate's."
"And then what?" Stanley asked again.
"Then I heard Mr. Jordan angrily accusing Ivan, saying that his family owed too much to your parents
and how he could be so mean to inherit the shares. I didn't think much about it at the time, but it seems
that the conversation between Mr. Jordan and Ivan implied too many messages." Fraser sighed.
Mr. Jordan said that the Ivan’s family owed Stanley’s parents was because Sam had killed them, right?
What Mr. Jordan said at the time was cryptic, no one bothered to think about it. If they had thought
about it, maybe Mr. Murphy would have known earlier who his parents was actually killed by.
Stanley hung his eyes in silence, pondering.
Fraser looked at him, "Mr. Murphy, what are you going to do with this share transfer letter?"
"Put it away." Stanley put down the share transfer letter.
Fraser blinked, surprised, "You don't tear it off? In case Ivan gets it later ......"
"It was given to him by my mother, he can have it." Stanley said.
Fraser was stunned, "So you're planning to give up Axy Real Estate to him?"
"I don't really care about it." Stanley lowered his eyes and said in a light voice, "More than the
ownership of Axy Real Estate, I want to know why mother gave it to Ivan."
And the answer to this was only known when Ivan was found.
Maybe something had happened between his mother and Ivan.
But whatever it was, he had to find Ivan out.
Fraser did not persuade Stanley to get rid of the transfer letter any further and left with Sam's
incriminating evidence.
At noon that day, Sam was formally arrested on the charge of intentional homicide.
When the outside world learned that Sam had killed his own brother and sister-in-law in order to get the
Murphy Group, there was a shocked outcry, and it went viral in the internet.
Many of the group's shareholders had been blaming Stanley for making such a big deal out of it, for it
would affect the group's stock market.
However, what they didn't expect that the stock market actually went up, because people felt pity for
Stanley, who lost his parents at such a young age and was drugged by his snake-hearted uncle, so
naturally they wouldn't bash him, they would just bash Sam.
Because Sam's behavior was so bad, and because Stanley had proven evidence, even though Sam
had been paralyzed, he was still temporarily detained in prison.
As for the sentence, it had not been determined yet, but lawyers told Stanley that Sam could not run
away with the death penalty.
So Stanley didn't mind if Sam lived a little longer.
At the villa, Ivy learned about Sam's downfall from the internet, and she was so scared that she
dropped her phone.
Stanley actually got the will and sent Sam to jail.
What about her?
Was there a clue about her in the will?
Ivy felt cold, completely unaware of any clues about her in the will.
But with or without, she couldn't stay here any longer.
She had to leave!
Otherwise, when Stanley investigated her, she would be doomed.
Ivy shivered and fished out her cell phone and called Henry, "Henry ......"
"Ivy." Henry had just finished a surgery and came out of the operating room, his voice full of
exhaustion, "What can I do for you?"
"Henry, have you made your decision yet?" Ivy asked, her hands gripping the phone tightly.
Henry lowered his eyelids, "I'm sorry, Ivy, I can't ......"
"No, you must say yes, and you must say yes!" Ivy didn't wait for him to finish but interrupted him
directly, her voice shrill and harsh.
Henry was able to imagine it. Even if he was not in the front, she was insanely hideous.
"Ivy, if you stay at the villa now and reflect your mistakes, maybe Stanley will be soft-hearted enough to
let you off the hook, but, if you run away, you'll only anger Stanley." Henry sighed and advised wearily.
Ivy was trembling with anger, "What do you mean, you are clearly afraid that you will anger Stanley
yourself, you coward, coward!"
Henry's face sank, "Is that how you see me?"
"Am I wrong? You said you like me, you love me, why did you never confess your love to me before?
You are coward, and now that I'm locked up in the villa and asked you to save me, you refused to do
so, you are nothing but coward?" Ivy yelled.
Henry smiled bitterly, as if a knife was stabbing his heart, dripping blood with pain, "Maybe, I'm sorry,
Ivy, a coward like me couldn't save you."
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