Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1200 Ivan’s Care for Family After sending the two girls home, Rowan didn't go to the hospital. Claire's car was still parked in front of the bistro. He drove it to a service shop.

Although Claire was fully responsible for the car accident, Rowan didn't let her compensate and stopped her when she was about to thank him.

Claire felt too embarrassed. However, she needed to give guidance to Saskia, so she had to accept his kindness.

10 A.M.

A high-end nightclub in Arkpool City.

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A Lamborghini was parked steadied on the lawn. Andrew got off from the driver's seat, strode to the back, and respectfully opened the rear door.

Ivan got off. The bright sunlight made his handsfeatures dignified. Below his straight nose bridge, his lips were pressed slightly together. He looked lethally sexy.

Although he was 38, he emanated a charm of a mature man with the temperament he was born with. Several employees greeted him. "Good morning, Mr. Marsh." Ivan strode towards the nightclub. He wasn't there for cooperation meetings, so he walked leisurely with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants. Everyone could tell the chill in the air.

Holding several confidential file folders, Andrew followed Ivan with a solemn look.

After passing the corridor, they headed towards a lounge with a vintage decoration. The room's floor was covered by a burgundy carved carpet, looking upscale.

Two mid-aged men stood before the couch while checking on the door from tto time. Both looked uneasy. When they were "invited" to this room, they had bad hunches.

Soon, they heard footsteps. Ivan appeared at the door with Andrew.

Although Ivan was younger, his aura was the strongest. The two mid-aged men greeted him, their hearts in their mouths. "Good day, Mr. Marsh." "Have a seat." Ivan entered. He darted at them with a gentle look before sitting on the couch.

Tucker and Aaron followed suit.

Ivan gestured. Andrew pulled two files out of the folders and put them on the coffee table before them.

The two mid-aged men exchanged a glance before picking up the files to read. After they browsed a few lines, their expressions changed.

Ivan leaned against the couch back while his legs crossed elegantly. Gazing at them, he said, "Those are all the crimes you've committed. All in detail. Do you admit them?" The time, venue, and contents of each crmade the two men's hearts sink. They could tell lvan had put much effort into checking them.

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The big lounge was filled with pin-drop silence.

"Mr. Marsh." Tucker was confused. Looking at Ivan, he asked solemnly, "Why did you check us? I... | don't think we have done anything to offend you." Ivan wasn't in the mood to explain to him. The two mid-aged men wanted to harm Tristan back then. So far, Tristan's identity hadn't been disclosed yet. Ivan could see through their ambitions.

"Do you admit the crimes?" Ivan repeated without answering them. "Even the lightest charge of the crimes could give you a 10- year imprisonment. The heaviest one can give a death penalty." "We admit them." The two men trembled in fear, smiling bitterly. "Mr. Marsh, since you've found all of them. I'm sure you've also gathered enough evidence." They were smart.

"OK." Ivan took another folder from Andrea, pulled out two copies of share transfer agreements, and passed them to the two men personally. "Sign them. Don't beat around the bush." The two men took the agreements and browsed them, realizing Ivan wanted them to transfer all 10% of the company shares to Zack. They raised their heads in surprise while staring at Ivan, inwardly objecting to it.

Ivan looked at them calmly. He was sure they would sign the agreements, no matter if they were willing or pushed.

"Mr. Marsh... If | transfer my shares to Zack Clarke. Can you have mercy on us?" One always has a strong desire to live.

Ivan scanned him coldly. "Are you negotiating with me? Think you deserve it?" The mid-aged man shrank his shoulders, withdrawing his gaze immediately.

Andrew passed pens to them. The two mid-aged men hesitated for a few seconds, realizing they had no other option. Therefore, they took the pens and signed their names without reading the agreements. Both transferred their shares.

Suddenly, the lounge door was open, and several policemen entered. The two mid-aged men paled, realizing their plans would terminate at this moment. They would spend the rest of their lives in jail.

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