Chapter 375

"Shares?" Sylvia was surprised.

Had Franklin lost his mind? Why did he transfer so many shares to

her?

Jasper had sobered up from the shock and said to Sylvia with a

respectful face. "Yes, Mr. Maskelyne has been troubled by his sickness

recently. Maybe he's afraid that he will lose his mind ..."

Sylvia's red lips were pursed into a straight line. Her eyes were filled

with affection for Franklin, and her thick eyelashes could not help but

tremble lightly.

She really understood Franklin's intention.

If he really lost himself and lost his humanity, Maskelyne Group was the

last gift he left her!

This man ...

How could he give the Maskelyne Group which was his entire life to

her?

How could he do it?

Sylvia's heart contracted.

Sadness clutched at her heart.

She slowly lowered her eyes and looked at the handsome man who

was unconscious in her arms.

His eye sockets were blue and he was always not sleeping well.

Recently he had suffered more from it.

She closed her eyes and slowly opened them again.

At that moment, "Ding!" The elevator door was opened.

A group of men in gray knight suits rushed out and looked around.

When they saw Sylvia and Franklin, the man at the head strode

towards them.

The group of men in gray knight suits behind them also immediately

followed.

"Ma'am! I'm Blaine!"

The man clasped his fist towards Sylvia and bowed respectfully.

Sylvia took one look at him and recognized that he was the same

expert who had led the knights to stop her at the entrance of the airport

when she was there.

“I'm Felix Ryan!"

“I'm Hugo Ryan!"

I'm."

"The Ryan family is henceforth at the disposal of Mrs. Maskelyne!"

The men in grey knights uniforms clasped their hands one by one and

stood in two neat rows in front of Sylvia, their voices echoing loudly in

the corridor.

"Mrs. Maskelyne, the patriarch passed a handwritten letter to me a

month ago, entrusting me with all the affairs of the Ryan family, and I

must follow your orders. This is the Ryan family's patriarch's token!

Please take it!"

Senior Brother Blaine presented a token with intricately carved totems

to Sylvia with both hands.

Sylvia stared at the token with shock.

No emotion could be seen on her cold face, but a crystal tear slid down

from the corner of her eye and fell onto Franklin's cheek in her arms.

It was so hot that the man’s eyelids moved. So hot ... Was this a tear?

No ... not possible ... how could she be crying?

Soon, the man fell into a coma again.

“The token belongs to Franklin. I'll keep it for him for now." Sylvia took

the token and held it tightly. She never thought that this man had

arranged everything more than a month ago.

He must have discovered that his illness ... was getting worse.

He had actually given her the reign of such an ancient family as well.

The Ryan family!

One of the most ancient martial arts families that had kept themselves

away from worldly matters.

But now ... he had actually handed over the control of the Ryan family

to her.

Sylvia took a deep breath and suppressed the sadness in her heart.

And those patients in the corridor, or their family members, or the

doctors ... or the viewers in front of the live channel were shocked to

stare at this scene.

The countless bullet comments flowed across the screen, making it

hard to see Sylvia's face clearly.

"Blaine! I heard that he's a brilliant martial artist. The previous year he

made a comeback because a big wig spent a lot of money to ask him to

serve as a martial arts coach to win glory for the country.”

"Now I see a martial arts master with my own eyes. Am I dreaming?"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"I'd love to see the martial arts master show his true ability!"

Both Tyrell and Mrs. Maskelyne looked sinister.

"Damn! Franklin dared to go against us.”

"When the hell did he get the control over the Ryan family?" Mrs.

Maskelyne's eyes were filled with jealousy.

"What else is he hiding from us? Does he own the Maskelyne Group

alone? Does he really think I'm dead? How dare he transfer the shares

of Maskelyne Group to Sylvia!"

Tyrell was almost furious.

Poppy couldn't hear the commotion outside, but she ran out with

Franklin as he rushed out in a frenzy.

She watched the scene with tears streaming down her face. Although

she couldn't hear, she could see what was going on from the way the

crowd looked.

She grabbed her phone and looked at the bullet comments on the

screen. She finally understood all the things that had happened.

How much pain had her brother and her sister-in-law endured?

Franklin actually had mania and was boycotted by people all over the

world. Franklin was no longer the captain ...

Maskelyne Group's stock price and SouthStar Airlines’ stock price were

falling ...

And many employees were quitting.

The Maskelyne family ... was going down.

She staggered over, covered her face with her hands and sat on her

knees in front of Sylvia, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Sylvia..."

Sylvia raised her hand to wipe away the tears on the Poppy's face,

while James rushed to help Poppy up.

All of this happened unexpectedly and shockingly.

And on the Internet, the matter was causing an uproar.

The fact that Sylvia was Franklin's mania and Franklin had mania was

so hotly debated.

Some people had become Franklin's fans while others had become

anti-fans.

There was a heated debate.

The psychiatrist from the hospital had arrived at a fast pace, followed

by several nurses, who put the unconscious Franklin on a stretcher and

quickly took him to the clinic.

Sylvia took out her phone, opened Facebook, and sent a message to

Poppy.

[Don't worry. Take a good rest.]

[James will stay with you while I keep an eye on Franklin. He will be

fine.]

After she finished typing, she gave Poppy a hug and then politely said

to Blaine, "Mr. Ryan, please take your men to watch over Poppy. She

needs your help now."

She was too careless when she sent James to the clinic. That was

what led Tyrell and Mrs. Maskelyne to take advantage of the

opportunity to irritate Poppy and Franklin.

This couple was ruthless.

The two of them were bastards.

They could even harm their own son and daughter.

How heartless they were! And what was their purpose? What made

them harm their own children?