She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 572: Mr. Foley Feels More Like a Boss

All eyes were focused on Vincent, who calmly responded to the question.

"Grandfather, Jane decided to transfer these shares to my name without my knowledge. I only found out yesterday that she spent billions to buy shares of the Parry Group and was worried about managing them properly, so she asked me to help her oversee it."

"For convenience, she transferred the ownership to me. Once these assets are reorganized and running smoothly, I will return them to her."

Before coming to the Foley mansion, Gordon had consulted Jane about this matter. She gave the same response - that she voluntarily transferred the shares to Master Vincent.

Since Jane had purchased the shares with her own money, there was no need for investigation. And transferring shares to someone else was a mutually agreed decision.

As a law enforcement officer, Gordon didn't fully comprehend the twists and turns of business matters. As long as Master Vincent hadn't violated any laws regarding the shares and there was no direct or indirect evidence pointing to him as the culprit, Gordon couldn't make an arrest or temporary detention.

"Master Vincent, as the only person known to have had contact with the deceased, and due to the complexity of the case, we don't have any leads or suspects at the moment. Therefore, I kindly request that you remain in Akloit for the time being, cooperating with the police investigation."

Vincent nodded sympathetically, "Mr. Murillo, rest assured, I will actively cooperate. As for Mr. Parry, I'm also surprised, considering he was lively and well just yesterday."

Gordon, having conducted official business, exchanged greetings with old Mr. Foley and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded from behind him.

Gordon stood still, slightly turned his head, and saw Kelvin elegantly descending the staircase.

Tall and imposing, with a cold and domineering face, Kelvin walked with an air of authority. "Do you mind if I join you on your way?"

"Mr. Foley, do you know where I am headed next?"

Kelvin didn't answer the question, simply walked towards the exit.

let

on the left, intimidated by Kelvin's entire presence, muttered to himself, "Whose lackey am I, and why does Mr. Foley feel more like my boss than Mr. Murillo?"

at the hospital entrance, three police cars followed close

from the driver's seat

leather shoes perfectly matched the solid-colored suit pants, drawing the attention of everyone. The

that their boss couldn't lose face and eagerly hopped off the police car, requesting Gordon to

back, giving him a cold look. There was an unusual hint of helplessness on

lightly kicked him in the

took a step forward, and swiftly caught up

as pitiful as a small kitten

door to the

shut, and the room was

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Cheyenne, who had just woken up, had been experiencing an incessant twitch in her left eye She

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quick knocks on the door brought Cheyenne back to

at the clock on the wall-it was already

audacity to prevent her from getting

walked over to open the door, inquiring in a soft voice, "Who is it?" The door opened,

at the man before her. For

"Kelvin?"

at this late hour? What was he doing

woman before them. They held their

taken off her white

faintly, resembling a Barbie doll. Her hair was slightly disheveled, adding a touch of lazy charm to her

many were looking at his woman, Kelvin's face darkened, and he stepped forward, using his tall and