The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: What Miranda Left for Estelle

Since the item had been entrusted to Nathaniel Sloan by the founder, he opened it. Inside was a share transfer agreement.

However, the names of both the transferor and the transferee were shocking.

Estelle Lockwood’s eyes slowly widened.

’These shares... were transferred to her by Miss Miranda Lancaster?!’

The transferor’s column clearly stated Miranda Lancaster’s name. Miranda Lancaster had signed it and left her fingerprint, and it was written in no uncertain terms that she was transferring her 10% stake in the Sloan Group to Estelle Lockwood!

Miranda Lancaster had asked the founder to deliver this transfer agreement to her twenty years later.

’But why?’

Estelle Lockwood subconsciously looked at Nathaniel Sloan.

’She didn’t even know Miss Lancaster. Plus, she was only a few years old when Miss Lancaster died.’

’Back then, she had been abandoned by the Lockwood Family, so there was no way she could have met Miss Miranda Lancaster. They weren’t related in any way, so why would Miss Lancaster leave her shares to her?’

Estelle Lockwood was certain that before returning to the Lockwood Family, she had absolutely no connection to the Sloan Family. In the first eighteen years of her life, she hadn’t even known a single person with the surname Sloan.

But now, shares of the Sloan Group were in her hands... The whole situation was deeply suspicious no matter how she looked at it.

Nathaniel Sloan, however, had a calm expression. "Since Miss Lancaster gave them to you, just accept them. You can trust her."

Miranda Lancaster would never harbor ill intentions. Since she left the shares to Estelle Lockwood, it was a gift, not a scheme.

Estelle Lockwood narrowed her eyes, a thought suddenly occurring to her.

’With a ten percent stake, she could definitely attend the Sloan Group’s shareholders’ meeting!’

Her eyes glinted. "Mr. Sloan, I want to go to the shareholders’ meeting with you."

...

A few days later, the Sloan Group’s shareholders’ meeting was about to convene.

The Sloan Group held a shareholders’ meeting every two years, and this year’s meeting was destined to be extraordinary.

Laura Jennings was pacing back and forth in the room. Ethan Sloan’s face was livid. "Be quiet!"

Laura Jennings was fuming with anger and jealousy. "How could Miranda Lancaster give her shares to Estelle Lockwood? Ethan, don’t you find it strange? Estelle Lockwood must have stolen them!"

Two days ago, Estelle Lockwood had shown up with Miranda Lancaster’s share transfer agreement.

When Miranda Lancaster married Ethan Sloan, she invested in the Sloan Group, which was how she came to own shares in the company.

After Miranda Lancaster’s death, Ethan Sloan had taken it for granted that her shares were his. But who would have known that upon investigation, he would discover she had transferred them away long ago.

The whereabouts of that ten percent stake had been untraceable for years. To think they would end up in Estelle Lockwood’s hands!

Ethan Sloan was, of course, unwilling to accept this. But no matter how he investigated, he could only prove that the document was genuine, legal, and valid!

"The Sloan Group’s legal department investigated and confirmed there are no issues. Do you think you’re smarter than them?" Ethan Sloan said coldly. "Say less. You’re just embarrassing yourself!"

Overwhelming jealousy raged within Laura Jennings. She bit her lip so hard, the resentment in her eyes practically overflowed.

’She had been married into the Sloan Family for so many years and didn’t have a single share, yet Miranda Lancaster had owned ten percent!’

’It would have been one thing if she just had them. After all, she was fated to die young, and die she did.’

’But who knew she would leave her shares to Estelle Lockwood! Now Estelle, her daughter-in-law in name only, has shares while she still has none. On what grounds?!’

’All these years in the Sloan Family, even if she hadn’t made great contributions, she had certainly toiled away. Why wouldn’t they give her any!’

’But at the shareholders’ meeting, they were about to announce Theodore as the heir...’

"The Lancaster Family and Young Mr. Lancaster are truly good people. If Miss Miranda Lancaster knew this from the great beyond, she would be happy..."

"Yes, the Lancaster Family knows how powerful and influential Mr. Sloan is now, yet they still oppose him to seek justice for Miss Miranda Lancaster. It’s so touching."

Estelle Lockwood almost laughed out loud when she heard these remarks.

’Everyone in the Lancaster Family must be a born actor. Loyal and devoted? Avenging his mother?’

’It’s debatable whether Theodore Lancaster is even Miranda Lancaster’s son. What loyalty and devotion is there to speak of? What revenge needs avenging?’

’The Lancaster and Sloan families are in cahoots. Did Miranda Lancaster really just die of an illness back then?’

Just then, Theodore Lancaster, who was not far away, seemed to spot Estelle Lockwood. Apparently not noticing her disregard for him, he gave her a gentle smile from afar.

The people from the Sloan Group naturally noticed Theodore Lancaster’s presence and steered the conversation toward him. "Old Mr. Lancaster, this must be Young Mr. Lancaster."

Old Mr. Lancaster couldn’t help but reveal a smug expression. "Yes, my grandson, Miranda Lancaster’s biological son. Theodore, come over and greet your uncles."

A few of the shareholders exchanged glances, each seeing the intent to curry favor in the other’s eyes.

’Theodore Lancaster, backed by both the Lancaster and Sloan families...’

Theodore Lancaster smiled gently, his demeanor gentlemanly, elegant, and composed.

Seeing Theodore Lancaster surrounded like the moon among stars, Laura Jennings was overjoyed. Her face was flushed with delight, and just as she was about to step forward to say a few words, she suddenly heard someone call out from the doorway—

"Mr. Sloan, you’ve arrived!"

In an instant, everyone’s gaze turned toward the entrance.

The two shareholders who had just been fawning over Theodore Lancaster also subconsciously shifted their feet.