Chapter 387 I'm Sorry
The first truth was undeniable: Natalie was not a biological offspring of the Watson family. The second truth was equally irrefutable: Susan had been injured due to Natalie's actions.
Regardless of the manner or choice of words Mrs. Watson might employ, it could easily be construed as a coerced admission, only serving to further muddle the situation.
After perusing the trending public sentiment online, Oliver reached out to Robert.
Upon discovering that Natalie was not his biological child and that Lucas's mother had deceived him, Robert was engulfed by a wave of fury. However, his anger swiftly subsided.
Fear was what truly gripped him.
In all honesty, he didn't harbor much emotional attachment towards Natalie, nor had he invested significantly in her. If she wasn't his flesh and blood, then so be it. But the audacity of that madwoman, Mrs. Watson, to air this matter online was nothing short of inviting trouble for him.
And now, Oliver had arrived to stir the pot.
"Mr. Windsor..."
Before Robert could muster an apology or plea for mercy, Oliver cut to the chase, "Come and retrieve your wife, and keep her in check."
Robert nodded in haste, having already devised a plan to placate Oliver, "Mr. Windsor, my wife's mental stability has been compromised since our daughter's passing. I even suspect she might be suffering from a mental illness. Upon her return, I'll have her evaluated, and if a problem is indeed diagnosed, I'll ensure she receives the necessary treatment."
His wife was a useful asset when required.
But when she wasn't, she was nothing more than a lunatic.
Oliver terminated the call, feeling a renewed sense of relief that Natalie wasn't the offspring of the self-absorbed Robert.
Shortly thereafter, Robert published Mrs. Watson's psychiatric evaluation report from the hospital online, asserting that she was suffering from a severe mental disorder, and thus, her words and actions were unreliable.
The sudden twist left the netizens in a state of shock.
Susan, seething with rage, wrecked everything within her reach.
"Mrs. Watson is so unreliable!"
She had plans to hire an online army to manipulate the narrative and propagate the notion that Mrs. Watson's psychiatric assessment was a sham, coerced by the Watson family.
If public opinion could be effectively swayed, Natalie's reputation could be further sullied!
However, before she could set her plan into motion, the online cleanup had already commenced.
Oliver opted for the most direct and ruthless solution.
"Delete!"
Eradicate them all!
All trending searches related to these two pieces of news were retracted, and all related content was expunged!
Internet users had discovered the power of wealth and couldn't help but mock the situation. "Erasing posts only solidifies these issues, doesn't it, Natalie? Do you really believe that deletion can resolve everything?"
Natalie had never considered whether the problem could be resolved or not.
However, Oliver was well aware that with sufficient influence, any problem could be overcome.
In addition to erasing posts, any information related to Natalie's past or Susan's injury was wiped clean from the internet. Even phrases such as "Mrs. Watson" and "illegitimate child" were meticulously removed.
Erase one post, another would appear.
Some individuals attempted to use abbreviations to bypass the censorship, but this method was short-lived, lasting less than ten minutes before facing another comprehensive ban.
As soon as it appeared, it was taken down.
The online community was livid. "So, you're wealthy and powerful, let's see how long you can keep this up!"
As it turned out, Oliver managed to implement this "zero tolerance" approach for an entire week, successfully causing the internet users to forget about the issue entirely. Moreover, due to the abrupt conclusion of the matter with Robert's clarification that Mrs. Watson was mentally unstable, the public's perception of the situation shifted to "Mrs. Watson had a mental breakdown and falsely accused Natalie." Natalie was viewed as an innocent victim.
"Useless," Susan muttered, watching her carefully constructed plan crumble. This was the first time she had ever used the word "useless" to describe herself.
But she wasn't useless.
It was simply because Natalie had Oliver's protection, something she lacked.
Those who defended Natalie were doing so for Oliver's sake, all in an attempt to curry favor with him.
She was alone, fighting a solitary battle, relying on her own strategies and efforts.
If she were the one Oliver loved, everything would be simple, and Oliver would resolve everything for her.
As expected, Edwin was soon investigated and arrested on multiple charges, including embezzlement, leaking trade secrets, and illicit sale of the company's core technology. His involvement in Victoria's death was also confirmed.
Edwin was apprehended during a shareholder meeting at the Windsor Group, causing a stir in the business world.
Upon hearing the news, Henry collapsed and was rushed to the hospital, where it was discovered he had suffered a stroke. Henry had four children. His daughter, Victoria, was already deceased. His second son was imprisoned, and his fourth son was not present. Only Oliver, his third son, remained by his side.
Oliver took charge of all the medical procedures and arrangements for Henry, delegating tasks to his subordinates. It wasn't until Henry was moved out of the ICU that Oliver made his first appearance at the hospital, accompanied by Natalie.
Henry was housed in a luxurious ward at a high-end private hospital owned by the Windsor Group. The once vibrant middle-aged man now had graying hair and was bedridden, half of his body paralyzed, and even his mouth was twisted.
Surprisingly, when Henry saw Oliver, he didn't display any hatred. Instead, he looked at him with a bewildered expression. It was the first time he had ever looked at his son with a fatherly gaze.
Natalie found this sight somewhat unsettling. "So, you recognize him as your son now?" she asked.
"Can he understand and speak?" Oliver inquired of the doctor standing nearby.
"He can. He can understand and speak, but at this stage, his language neural system hasn't fully recovered. He can only speak a few disconnected words," the doctor explained, believing Oliver was concerned about his father's condition. He added that as long as his recovery was well managed, he could live for another three to five years.
"Alright, you may leave now," Oliver interrupted the doctor.
Three to five more years? Oliver scoffed internally.
The doctor and a nurse exited the ward, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.
"Oliv...er," Henry attempted to say "son," but couldn't manage to get the word out.
Oliver looked at him coldly. "Your son Edwin is likely going to be sentenced to life in prison. You won't see him in your lifetime."
Henry closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes, his mouth trembling with sorrow. He never could have imagined that Edwin, who was always quiet and amiable, turned out to be a snake, a venomous one at that. He had unknowingly supported this monster, the one who had murdered his precious daughter.
The only family member by his side now was Oliver, his son. As Henry reflected on his past suspicions and mistrust towards Oliver, tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at him.
"Sorry...," Henry began.
"Forget about those words. You can save them for my mother's ears later. I don't need them," Oliver decisively refused his apology without a moment of hesitation.
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