Leonard was stunned.
"The inheritance right? Half of the shares? How come I've never heard of it from my father? You didn't make it up to deceive me in order to survive, did you?"
Leonard looked at David with suspicion. Everyone knew that his father left the Shen's Group for nothing, but they had never heard of the shares.
David gave him a disappointed look and then called him, "Fobe."
"Master Shen..." Fobe, who had been standing in the crowd, answered and stepped out.
"Fobe, you have been with Lawrence for so many years. Have you heard about the group's shares?" David asked.
"I have never heard of it." Fobe replied honestly.
"Oh, I really thought that you could change a equity inheritance agreement for me. Fobe is my father's personal steward. You are going to tell him something that even he doesn't know, aren't you?"
Seeing that David could even make up such a story in order to survive, Leonard's fear of him from the beginning turned into contempt now.
David gave him a look and then asked Fobe, "Did Lawrence give you anything when he was alive?"
Fobe thought for a moment, then nodded and said. "Yes."
"What is it?" David asked.
"I don't know. It's just a box. But it happened nineteen years ago. At that time, the family head personally handed the box to me and asked me to help him keep it temporarily. After he died, he took out the box and showed it to others." Fobe said.
"There's really something left behind?"
Leonard's eyes lit up. He quickly turned his head and asked, "What is it? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fobe bowed his head and said, "At that time, Master had instructed me not to tell anyone about this artifact when he was still alive and not to show it to anyone. Furthermore, Young Master, you have not returned for more than seven years. I do not know that this item is also within my right and right..."
"Seven years? Hasn't been back for seven years?"
This number caused an uproar among the people present.
A middle-aged man in his fifties, whose position was given by his father, lived in a small town which was less than four hours away from Nandu. His father was over fifty years old, but he hadn't seen an old man for seven years?
Especially in a special place like Lawrence's mourning hall.
Thinking back to how Leonard was so indignant just now that he had to take into account his father's last appearance, many people even found it a bit funny.
But Leonard did not care about this. His mind was full of the things left by Lawrence. Leonard had never believed that his father really did not take away a penny after retiring today. He must have mastered many of the Shen Family's core secrets and wealth. It was even possible that, as David said, the shareholder of the declining group was now hidden somewhere in his family!
Thinking of this, Leonard almost went crazy.
With this will, what did he have to do with the Dragon Society? For such a long time, he had followed Samar to kill people and set a fire. He didn't know that he had done a lot of black-hearted things. Wasn't it for the sake of these shares?
Leonard looked at Fobe excitedly and hurriedly said, "Go and take the documents out to have a look. It's the time. What are you doing here?"
However, compared to Leonard's impatience, Fobe appeared to be extremely indifferent.
He stood still as if he was waiting for some order.
"Fu*k, what's wrong with you? You want to fu*king learn from this bitch and don't listen to me? Believe it or not, I'll shoot you to death right now so that you don't have to f*cking keep your mouth open?"
Seeing Fobe like this, Leonard immediately grew anxious.
He suddenly broke free from David's restraint and walked to Fu Bo with a gun in his hand. Then he held the gun up and pressed it against Fu Bo's head directly. He shouted, "Go now! Give me my father's things. Otherwise, I will shoot you to death!"
"If you are beaten to death, you really can't get anything." David said lightly.
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