Chapter 544 They Have Arrived
This time, Mark really wasn't lying.
Maggie consulted a lawyer, and both the equity transfer and the statement were genuine and legally binding.
Maggie found it hard to believe; Mark had truly changed.
Although Maggie always knew Mark was self-serving and wouldn't be selfless to anyone, it was still quite shocking that he would go this far, taking such a big risk for the Jackson Group and handing the company over to her.
Arya also said, "Your dad, in his entire life, did this one thing right. In his heart, the Jackson Group is more important than anything else. He didn't do wrong."
Mark indeed didn't do wrong; Maggie's reliance was still on the Flores family.
Maggie said, "I'll call Fiorello now and ask him to help check the status of the Jackson Group. Know yourself and your enemy, and you'll be able to proceed methodically."
As she spoke, Maggie called Fiorello.
Visionary Futures Group has plenty of talent and is very professional. Fiorello gave an order, and half an hour later, Maggie received the status of the Jackson Group via Faxexperienced.
CEO of Visionary Futures Group's office.
Fiorello was still a bit worried that Maggie couldn't handle it alone. Just then, Holden passed by the office door.
"Holden, come here," Fiorello called him in.
Holden walked in with a smile, "Fiorello, what can I do for you?"
Fiorello looked at him with disdain, "Be serious. At 4:30 PM, go pick up Adalia from school. For the next few days, help take care of Adalia. I'm going to London."
"Fiorello, are you going to London to help Maggie?" Holden said, "I heard Mark had a stroke."
"Stop prying and learn more from William."
William happened to come in, "Mr. Flores, did you need something?"
Fiorello said, "I'm going to London. If there's something important, call me. If it's not important, let him handle it."
Fiorello pointed at Holden.
William smiled, "Yes, Mr. Flores. By the way, Mr. Flores, I need to report something. We still haven't found out who was behind the last scheme against us. It's like they don't exist; everything seems like a coincidence. Do you think we might be looking in the wrong direction?"
"The other party didn't succeed last time; they will strike again. No rush," Fiorello patted William's shoulder. "Just keep an eye on him and don't make the same mistake as last time. If they want to target Visionary Futures Group, they'll definitely go through Holden. Be vigilant and lure the snake out of its hole."
Holden pouted, "Fiorello, you're using me as bait?"
Fiorello snorted, "It's good you know your worth."
William stifled a laugh, "Mr. Flores, the Holmes Group will declare bankruptcy in three days at the latest. I've also increased the workforce at the hospital."
"You're doing well. I'll increase your year-end bonus," Fiorello said, picking up his coat. "Holden, remember to pick up Adalia. If you mess this up, I'll deal with you."
"Fiorello, I'm not that useless. It's just picking up Adalia from school; it's simple," Holden assured. "I guarantee that when you and Maggie return, I'll hand Adalia over to you safe and sound."
Fiorello said, "Your words are very prophetic. Some things are better left unsaid."
Indeed, Holden once casually mentioned hoping Joseph had an illegitimate child to compete for the family fortune, thinking it would be less boring. And sure enough, an illegitimate child appeared.
Holden scratched his head awkwardly; his words always seemed to jinx things.
Fiorello went to London with only Brian, who was traveling low-key.
To surprise Maggie, he didn't inform her in advance.
At this moment, Maggie, after reviewing the Jackson Group's status, brought a lawyer and, with Arya, went to the Jackson family.
In the evening.
Ashley was furious when she heard from the housekeeper, Mia Price, that Maggie had arrived. "She really has no shame, daring to come here. Does she think the Jackson family is a joke? Throw her out, don't let her in."
Mia said, "Ashley, Miss Miller said she knows you won't see her. She said if you don't see her, she'll hold a board meeting tomorrow with the equity transfer agreement and force you to weigh your options."
Hearing this, Ashley's expression changed, "What does she want? Does she want to fight my son for the company? Her ambition is finally showing. I knew those mother and daughter were no good."
"Mom," Melissa, in a long white dress with golden hair draped over her shoulders, came down from upstairs, her face serene and beautiful like an orchid. "Let them in."