Chapter 2487

"The coroner said he died of a sudden heart attack."

The slightly indifferent voice said something related to the voice owner's father, but it was obvious that he didn't care very much. He only cared about how much money he could get.

My ex-husband, or most of the middle and lower class capitalists in the federation, are the same.

They have an overriding desire for control, which is completely different from upper-class capitalists and big capitalists.

For example, Mr. Wardrick will not control all the power in his own hands, nor will he review any expenditure and ask for a signature like a fool.

Even if the expenditure is only a penny!

The higher the status and the stronger the capitalists, the better they know how to run their own businesses.

They don't worry about someone stealing their money, although some do, but most people are well aware of the consequences.

My ex-husband was not a big upper-class capitalist. When he was alive, all the money was under his control.

Whether it is his son or his young wife, the only wealth income is the pocket money received from him every month.

He refused to set aside part of his property for their disposal, which he considered very dangerous.

Now he died suddenly without leaving any will, as one of the few main heirs to the property.

The young girl had quickly climbed into the lawyer's bed, and then worked with her ex-husband's lawyer to find ways to make more wealth.

His ex-husband's son is said to be his only descendant, but he has very little wealth and resources to mobilize.

If he wanted to get back the inheritance left by his father from the stinky female cousin who was only a few years older than him, he needed a strong person to intervene.

There are not many people he can find, the professor is considered one.

Barely one.

The professor was a little confused and did not agree immediately, but wanted to "think about it".

After she hung up the phone, she returned to the sofa and took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag with a somewhat manic movement.

With trembling hands, I took out one and put it in my mouth. However, the lighter seemed to be broken and it failed to light up several times in a row.

It wasn't until she held the lighter tightly with both hands that she lit it with a hiss on the next try.

The fire wasn't very big, but the warmth it provided made the professor feel slightly better.

She took a deep drag on the cigarette, and the smoke circulated in her lungs. The nicotine was absorbed by the mucous membranes, entered the blood, and began to work through the blood-brain barrier.

She felt a little better, but not good enough!

She really didn't expect that this small punishment would kill someone!

She actually knows a lot of things and has guesses about a lot of things. For example, she knows that if Lynch wants to maintain his current dignity, it is absolutely not enough to just rely on legitimate means.

People outside said that the Brothers Grimm were used to do his dirty work for him, and she also believed that this statement was correct.

The rise of any capital group cannot be so smooth, and there will inevitably be struggles during this period.

Some are commercial competitions. Although commercial competitions are cruel and cruel, at least they do not ignore the rules.

But some competitions have no rules.

The Federation has never been considered safe, so she knows that there are always some people who can only be reassured by completely shutting up.

But knowing is one thing, and actually happening is another.

After finishing one cigarette, she lit another.

The familiar or unfamiliar names in the newspaper would not cause any psychological fluctuations in her, but this time a person she was familiar with died, and the impact was completely different from other situations.

Fortunately, nicotine still played its role, and the professor gradually calmed down.

After a while, she hesitated, but still made a call to Lynch.

"I heard... my ex-husband died in prison of a sudden heart attack."

She didn't make any secrets. She knew that Lynch actually didn't like this either. No matter what happened, speaking directly and asking directly was the best way to communicate.

Lynch did not deny, "Yeah, it's very unfortunate that this happened."

"I heard that it was because the temperature in the bathroom was too high. They did not install ventilation equipment in the bathroom. After your ex-husband was imprisoned, he suffered varying degrees of physical and mental torture."

"High temperature, lack of oxygen, and then collapsed. I'm sorry, Professor, this is really terrible bad news."

The professor hesitated, "I thought..."

Lynch's voice interrupted her, "You have to learn to adapt, Professor."

"The bigger the animal fights, the more tragic the outcome will be."

"When rats fight, they might just bite each other a few times, leaving a few tufts of hair behind, and then the fight ends."

"But when apex predators fight, it's very likely that one will become food for the other."

"We are at different stages, and the world treats us in different ways. We cannot always use backward, past methods to deal with new life."

"I believe you will understand, what do you think?"

The professor thought for a long time and said, "I think I understand."

"His son called me and discussed the issue of property distribution..."

She told her about the call from her ex-husband's son, and Lynch listened carefully and gave her some advice.

"I haven't seen the child, but I don't think he has anything to do with our matter."

"From a federal legal perspective, he is a completely independent individual who does not rely on anyone to survive, so... you can decide this matter yourself."

"If you need any help, you can call the Director-General, or you can call me."

"Of course Senator Langdon is always here for your call."

The professor's mood improved a little, "I know what to do, Mr. Lynch, forgive me for being a little... you know, I never thought that such a thing would happen to me."

Lynch chuckled a few times and smiled kindly, "Like I said, you have to learn to adapt to all this."

"Think about it again after you calm down. I believe you will gain more."

"Now you feel confused just because he is a person who once had a relationship with you and may still have a little status in your heart."

"As long as we look at the problem from the perspective of bystanders, we will not be confused by the problem."

"If you need anything, you can call me anytime, anywhere..."

After hanging up the phone, the professor's mood calmed down a little. What Lynch said was actually very straightforward and reasonable.

The world is like this, and she actually knows what the Duncan family has done, many of which have not been reported.

It is said that the Duncan family directly or indirectly caused the deaths of more than 700,000 people. These people were sold as slaves and sold to mining groups as consumables.

And this number is still a conservative estimate, the number may be even higher!

The things on Paradise Island are absolutely appalling. Not only do they train slaves to vent their emotions, they also torture and kill those slaves to seek pleasure for some people!

Not to mention, she actually knew what Gladstone did in his final madness.

The conflicts among ordinary people may involve pointing at each other's noses and swearing at each other, and if they are more impulsive, they may start fighting.

But the conflicts caused by those big shots may only be ended with the death of one party.

She thought about it for a long time and called her lawyer and asked him to help a group of her ex-husband's sons.

This is a way for her to comfort herself and a choice to break away from the past.

After all, the death of her ex-husband did not cause any waves in Europe. The coroners from both agencies gave the same results.

And the few people who could push the case to be retried were all fighting for the property left by their ex-husband. At the moment of his death, it was as if he had been completely forgotten by people!

My ex-husband didn’t even have a proper funeral!

Then, all three of his factories were shut down and his company faced huge fines.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is very likely that these three companies will go bankrupt.

Senator Langdon did nothing but defended his dignity. Those who were ready to make a move lowered their heads again.

At the end of August, Vera's son returned to the Federation from Nagaril. After he returned, he invited Lynch to have dinner.

He is doing quite well in Nagaril. Although he is young, only nineteen years old now, his company has begun to take shape.

Vera played a big role, and Lynch's name was useful enough. In the financial circle, with Blackstone Bank and Lynch behind him, he had the basis to make money.

He didn't even need to do anything himself, someone would send money to his door and seek cooperation.

He has now earned more than one million, which is good enough for a nineteen-year-old kid.

Lynch did not see his wife and his children at dinner, which also made Lynch realize that there might be some problems in his marriage when he came back this time.

Over dinner he described everything he had experienced in Nagaril, exciting and frustrating.

There are successes, failures, and gains!

He's become more mature and confident, which is a good thing.

A successful person can be low-key, but he cannot be without confidence.

After dinner at a new restaurant opened by Bupen, they drove home. On the way, he suddenly mentioned his marital problems.

"I want to break up with her."

Vera looked at her son's side face and frowned, "Why?"

While driving seriously, the young man replied, "I thought everything was too simple in the past, but life is far from such a simple thing."

"We gradually didn't get along with each other on many things. She dictated my life and refused my interference in her life."

"I feel bored. It would be a good thing for both of us to end this wrong relationship in time while we are still young!"