Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 436
After flipping through the lOUs, Marshall asked, "When Ms. Spade borrowed money from you, did you have a guarantor? Did she
give you something as collateral?"
"No,” said the man with the scar. ' But her signature and fingerprint are there in black and white. So, it can't be wrong."
'How daring of you to lend out a loan without a guarantor or collateral. Aren't you afraid you won't be able to get it back?"
The man laughed contemptuously, "We've been in this business for a long time, dude. We know their names and their status. As
long as we have their address, they can't run."
"They can't escape, but what about the money? There is no collateral. What will happen if they go bankrupt and lose all their
assets? How can you ensure they won't just sell their assets and run away?" Marshall paused, changing the subject, "You guys
are doing this for profit, right? Why didn't you ask them for pawns? I have been in this industry for many years, yet this is my first
time seeing something like this. Are you guys really profiting from this?"
The man's face changed slightly after being questioned. "What does that mean?"
'Nothing,1' Marshall rubbed the lOUs in his hand and raised his eyebrows." Since you said that these were all signed by Ms.
Spade, let's make a handwriting identification."
The man with the scar frowned, and his tone was a little irritable, "She has been lying on that bed for several years now. How is
she going to give us a signature? Plus, the fingerprint on there is clearly hers. Could that sort of thing even be forged?"
'Who said Ms. Spade has to be awake to make a handwriting identification?" Marshall looked at the other person's expression
and continued, "We can use her previous signatures to see if they match."
As expected, the man with the scar had a strange expression. He looked at them hesitantly, unsure if they were being serious.
'They told me they burned everything to ashes. How are they going to compare the signatures? I
"Come on," Marshall said calmly. "I happen to know an expert in handwriting identification. We're sure to find out if the signatures
are fake."
"Do you think I have nothing else better to do? Hurry up and pay back the money!"

Marshall confirmed that these people must know that the lOUs are fake and they were not just here for the money. He looked
down at his watch. When the hour hand struck three, police sirens sounded from downstairs.
The men's faces changed, and one with blond hair yelled, 'Boss, the police are here! Someone called the police!"
"Damn it! Who the hell called the police?!" The expression of the man with the scar turned ugly.
"I did," Marshall shook his phone and said. "Causing trouble, disturbing public order, endangering the public, assault, intentional
murder, fake IOU fraud, and more. You guys will be in jail for at least a year." 1
The leader's face changed. He stared at Marshall viciously and gritted his teeth. "Fuck you!" After that, he led his gang of people
and left the ward.
"Tsk! Cowards! They only dare to go against women!" Vermont sneered.
Stella turned around and wanted to leave, but Vermont stopped her." Where are you going, Stella?"
"I want to talk to the police," she said.
"There's no need forthat," Vermont waved his hand and said. "Marshall lied to those guys. He didn't call the police."
Stella was taken aback, "But the sound downstairs..."
Only then did Vermont explain that he rushed to the hospital after picking up Marshall. On the way, he told him what she said in
the call about bringing backup. The two were almost at the hospital when he told him that. Marshall was a little annoyed at him
for not saying anything earlier. It was a crucial piece of information because it would mean that they'd be outnumbered.