"That's right," Stanley nodded.
Violet tsked, "Thirty billion dollars, and he actually still is not satisfied and still wants the Murphy Group. Although the Murphy Group has a market value of a hundred billion dollars, it can't even get ten billion dollars of liquidity, counting up, he still took advantage of it."
"Yeah, but he wanted to take all of it." Stanley lowered his eyes and said in a light voice.
Violet's gaze fell on the pile of documents, "These assets don't add up to thirty billion at all, how did they shrink so much?"
"It was squandered by him." A hint of mockery flashed in Stanley's eyes, "Although Sam got so much money, it was ultimately not the Murphy Group that could bring him power, so he wanted to create a company no less than the Murphy Group, but he simply didn't have the ability to do so, and after investing in all the industries, he lost all of them."
Violet couldn't hold back her laughter, "Why is he doing this, he doesn't have that ability but has a defiant heart, and I don't know whether to praise him or ......"
She didn't say the rest of the words, but the meaning was understood.
Stanley closed a file and took another one, "In the last few years, he probably learned that he really wasn't good at that and gave up on the idea of trying to create a company that could rival the Murphy Group, otherwise he would have lost tall these assets."
"What's the total value of these assets?" Stanley pointed to the pile of documents and asked Fraser, who was standing by.
Fraser pushed his glasses, "About five billion."
Violet huffed, "Thirty billion, defeated to only five billion, that's really talented."
Stanley didn't have much of a reaction, in fact, he had pretty much the same answer in his heart long ago.
Now it was just been confirmed.
"Stanley, what are you going to do with these?" Violet asked.
It was reasonable to say that Sam has a son, and when Sam died, the inheritance should naturally be inherited by his son, that was, Ivan.
But now that Ivan was not in the country and had a grudge against Stanley, Stanley would not necessarily give these inheritances to Ivan.
Stanley calmly looked at the stack of documents, "Deposit the cash, as well as the gold jewelry and antiques into the bank, as for the property and the car, just leave them there, and as for the other company shares, temporarily transfer them to a short account, until we catch Ivan."
In fact, what Ivan had committed, though evil, was not a crime worthy of death.
If there Ivan did not kill anyone, at most, he would have spent twenty years in prison, and when he came out, these things would be returned to Ivan.
But if Ivan had killed a person was would be sentenced to death, as for all these things, he would set up a charity fund and took it all to help those in need.
"Okay." Fraser held the pile of papers up and inquired, "Mr. Murphy, there's no one living in the old mansion now, should we send someone over to take care of it?"
"No, wait until after Sam is buried, go straight to clean up house, seal it up, and we will go over there every year when we need to worship the ancestors." Stanley said indifferently.
Fraser answered and walked away.
Violet squeezed Stanley's shoulder, "Is Sam's funeral going to take place?"
Now Sam's body had been sent over to the funeral home.
Sam was a Murphy, so Stanley didn't refuse to claim the corpse, nor did he mean to send it for medical research.
After all, Sam was of a different nature than Talia.
Sam, after all, was still a blood relative to him.
Just like Eason, Violet hated him even more and still buried him properly.
"No, the outside world knows everything that Sam did to my parents, and for me to hold a funeral for him would only make the outside world laugh, just bury it."
"Okay." Violet nodded.
Stanley suddenly hugged her, "Honey, where's my gift?"
Violet was stunned.
It felt like he had been thinking about it from yesterday until now, afraid that she would forget it.
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