"I ...... I ......" Sam was suddenly speechless, afraid to meet her eyes.
Kelly wiped her eyes and added, "You've hurt me a thousand times, what makes you think I still
consider you a husband? I'm telling you, you've long been my husband and I've long stopped loving
you, otherwise I wouldn't be keeping men outside, don't you say, it's really exciting to find someone
outside."
"You ...... You are shameless!" Sam's chest rose and fell violently in anger.
Kelly laughed out loud, "What's the shame? I'm looking for a man and you're looking for a woman, I
have no shame, so haven’t you, right? I was forced to do so by you, so who are you to say anything
about me? We're both catty, all right, hurry up, sign the papers, so I can leave."
"I won't sign it, give it up." Sam looked at Kelly with gloomy eyes, clearly trying to trap Madam to death.
Kelly was angry and was about to say something, but footsteps came and were accompanied by
Stanley's impatient voice, "Are you done?"
"He refuses to sign it." Kelly twisted her head, pointed at Sam, and complained to Stanley, "Stanley,
you promised me that you would let him divorce me."
Stanley nodded, "I will."
With that, he stepped forward.
Sam's heart contracted as he watched him approach, "What do you want?"
Stanley didn't hold the microphone and couldn't hear Sam's words, but looking at Sam's mouth, he
knew what Sam was saying.
He didn't respond, nodding to one of the prison guards behind Sam.
The prison guard came out.
Stanley spoke to him for a few moments.
The prison guard responded, "Don't worry, Mr. Murphy."
With those words, the prison guard went back behind Sam, then grabbed Sam's hand and cut Sam's
thumb with a dagger.
Sam howled in pain, "What are you doing, I want to file a complaint and sue you for hurting me!"
"At the first trial, you were already deprived of your political rights for life, so you have no right to
complain about me." The prison guard replied coldly.
Outside, Kelly was dumbfounded by the scene, "Stanley, this is ......"
"You'll know soon." Stanley replied with an expressionless face.
Seeing this, Kelly nodded, stopped speaking, and continued to look inside.
The prison guard inside flipped open the divorce papers, then squeezed Sam's bleeding fingers and
pressed them toward his signature.
At once, Kelly understood and clasped her hands in excitement.
Sam also understood the purpose of the guards and yelled like crazy, "You let go of me, let go."
The guard listened to Sam's defiance, impassive, and with one force in his hand, Sam's thumb landed
on the signature bar.
At that moment, Sam suddenly stopped struggling and stopped yelling.
Because it was a done deal, struggling and yelling was useless.
So for a while, Sam seemed to have lost his soul and was dumbfounded without any reaction.
The guard closed the divorce papers and put them back in the passing slot.
Kelly hastily picked it up, flipped it open and looked at the fresh handprints on it, tears of excitement
came out, "Great, great, I'm finally free."
Divorce with Sam, she could have half the share, plus her own dowry, as well as some properties, cars,
jewelry, it could add up to billions.
For the rest of her life, she could live a good life.
"Since you got the divorce agreement, you can go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for the
divorce certificate. I will have Fraser send someone with you. After you get the divorce certificate, move
out of the old mansion within three days." Stanley looked at the happy Kelly and said coldly.
Kelly nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I'll definitely move out in three days."
"Go ahead." Stanley waved his hand.
After Kelly left, Stanley looked at Sam.
Sam had come around by now and hated him, "You've broken my family, are you satisfied now?"
"Of course." Stanley replied with his hands in his trouser pockets, his voice clear and cold.
Sam was trembling, "Had I known ....... Had I known that you were such a son of bitch, I should have
gotten you killed while you were still young, even if my father had evidence in his hands that I killed
Tom and his wife. I shouldn't have let you go, or I wouldn't be in this situation now."
"But there is no such thing as knowing early in the world." Stanley's words lightly smashed through his
extravagant hopes.
Sam pounded his chest, "Yeah, no, so I lost."
"Don't worry, someone will be with you soon, and I already know who the second murderer is." Stanley
narrowed his eyes and said.
Sam looked at him fiercely, "Who is it?"
"Ivy." Stanley replied.
"Ivy?" Seemingly not thinking of who it was, Sam had some confusion on his face.
Stanley pursed his lips, "Goddaughter of my mother."
"It's her!" Sam remembered and stared incredulously, "How is this possible, eighteen years ago, she
was so small ......"
"As it turns out, the second murderer was her, and she led my parents down that road before your
people had a chance to run over them, so I want to know how she told you that my parents were on
that road?" Stanley stared at Sam.
Sam closed his mouth and didn't answer.
Stanley wasn't angry, a sneer flashed in his eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, I'll know
just as much after capturing Ivy."
With that, he turned and was about to leave.
Sam suddenly spoke, "It's a letter."
"What?" Stanley stopped and turned back.
Sam locked eyes with him, "That morning, as I was leaving for work at the group, a child ran up to me
and gave me a letter, saying that someone had shown him my picture and then asked him to give it to
me."
"What did the letter say?" Stanley's hand in his pants pocket squeezed.
"I don't know exactly who told that kid to give me the letter, I thought it was a prank so I didn't read it
and threw it away, but then another kid stopped me at noon and gave me a letter, I knew it probably
wasn't a prank, so I opened the letter and it scared me, it said 'I already know you want to kill Tom and
get Murphy Group's plan'."
"That's it?" Stanley's brow knitted.
Sam nodded, "That's right, that's all there was, the letter wasn't written with a pen, but typed on a
printer, so I couldn't use the handwriting to know who the person who gave the letter was, much less
how that person knew I had moved to kill Tom. I was on edge for two days when I received another
letter."
After a pause, Sam sighed, seemingly knowing that he had no more way back and had given up trying
to survive, he didn't think of hiding it but continued, "This letter said that he also wanted to kill Tom and
his wife and hoped that I would cooperate with him. He said that he could lure Tom and his wife to a
place and let me send someone over to run them over, and if I agreed, I would contact him, so at the
end of the letter was a phone number."
"Continue." Stanley lowered his eyelids, making it impossible to see the look in his eyes, but the chill
emanating from his surroundings was frightening.
Sam gave him a look, "I was losing a business case to Tom and was scolded by my father for not being
able to match Tom, so my hatred for Tom reached a critical point in my heart. I dialed that number, but
that person didn't say anything, instead, he hung up the phone and sent me a message, telling me to
prepare my manpower and go to that road and wait for his message, then I did as I was told."
"That's all, what else do you want to know?" Sam's eyes dimmed and his voice became much
weaker.
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