Chapter 747 Beg Me
Oliver's tone was cold as he said, "All of you are just bullying Natalie because she doesn’t come from a good family, but she has me."
Mr. Hastings Senior wanted to speak, but he could not find the words. He was furious at Oliver, but he had no way to deal with Oliver.
Oliver continued to say, "Mr. Hastings Senior, if Natalie were from the Hastings family, I'm afraid your demand would not be to resolve the conflicts, but to have Susan killed."
'If Natalie were from the Hastings family…'
Samuel felt his heart skip a beat upon hearing this, and he turned to look at Oliver.
'Does Oliver know? No, it can’t be.'
If Oliver knew, even if he did not want Natalie to be a member of the Hastings family, he would definitely let it be known that Susan was not from the Hastings family and drive her out, so that she would no longer have the protection of the Hastings family.
"Nonsense!" Mr. Hastings Senior said, "Susan is the pearl of the Hastings family. How can Natalie be compared to her?"
"Natalie is my shining pearl. How can Susan be compared to her?" Oliver retorted.
Samuel could not help but look at Oliver again. It seemed that although Natalie was not raised in the family, she still had a good eye for men. At least, she was better than Susan, who was raised at home.
Oliver turned to look at Samuel, who had been quiet all this time, and asked, "Samuel, do you have anything to say?"
Samuel raised his eyebrow and replied, "No, I'm just accompanying my grandfather today."
Oliver looked somewhat satisfied with this answer and continued walking inside with Jamie.
"Oliver! Oliver, stop right there! What are you planning on doing with my granddaughter? Explain yourself!" Mr. Hastings Senior called out, fearing that Oliver would harm Susan. He had initially thought that Oliver had regretted his actions and had thoughts for Susan. However, based on Oliver words, it was clear to him now that Oliver was here to cause trouble!
Without even a pause in his footsteps, Oliver walked into the room as though he did not hear a word. His departing figure looked ruthless.
"Samuel, what's the matter with you? Why didn't you speak up earlier?" Mr. Hastings Senior knew that his grandson had shown little interest or concern for the trouble Susan had caused in the past six months. In the past, he would have ignored it, but all his anger seemed to have accumulated today, making it difficult for him to hold back his anger.
Samuel felt that Mr. Hastings Senior was being unreasonable. He said solemnly, "What are you talking about? Oliver went through proper procedures to request a meeting with Susan."
In other words, neither Mr. Hastings Senior nor Samuel had the right to stop Oliver.
"Regardless, you should have said something! What’s with your attitude?" Mr. Hastings Senior said angrily, "If your grandmother were alive, she definitely wouldn't allow Susan to be bullied, especially by a woman who resembles Susan so much! The more I think about it, the angrier I get!"
"Grandfather, you know deep down that Susan is wrong in this whole incident. There's no doubt that Natalie is the victim," Samuel said.
"I don't care who the victim is. I only know who my granddaughter is!" Mr. Hastings Senior said vehemently.
Elderly people were mostly rational, but when it came to protecting their own children, they could be quite unreasonable.
Samuel glanced in the direction of the prison and was relieved that no one else knew the secret about Natalie and Susan. Otherwise, at such an advanced age, Mr. Hastings Senior might end up being hospitalized if he knew the truth from feelings for anger, shock, and regret.
…
In the visitor room of the prison.
Susan sat in a specially designed chair with handcuffs on her hands. She had already been given the standard haircut for prisoners. The loose prison attire she wore looked particularly large on her. Her face was dull and lifeless.
"The last person I saw was Natalie," Susan said calmly as she looked at Oliver. She seemed much more rational than Mr. Hastings Senior, knowing that making a mountain out of a molehill would not work with Oliver. There had to be a reason for his visit.
"Do you want to be released early?" Oliver had no patience for small talk and went straight to the point, saying, "As long as you cooperate, I’ll make some arrangements and allow the Hastings family to intervene."
Susan chuckled, lowering her head. Her laughter gradually grew louder. It was as though she had heard some long-awaited news.
"Oliver, if it weren't for Natalie, I'd definitely agree," Susan said. She was smiling, but she did not hide the malice in her eyes.
Oliver narrowed his eyes. “Do you know?”
"Of course, I knew a long time ago, even before you did. You need my bone marrow to save Lucas," Susan said, tilting her head and looking smug.
"How did you find out?"
Oliver believed his informant network was strong enough. During this time, he found two potential bone marrow matches, but the other one was an elderly foreign man who did not meet the donation requirements, rendering the bone marrow unusable. Only Susan remained.
But how did Susan come up with the idea of using her own bone marrow? Ordinary people would not think like that.
"It's none of your business," Susan said as her smile grew wider, "To tell you the truth, I knew before Natalie was targeted in Cloud City. Otherwise, why would I dare to act so recklessly?"
It was because she had a trump card!
Oliver clenched his hands into fists. He did not expect to be outplayed by Susan like this.
Donating bone marrow could not be forced. Moreover, it required a month's worth of preparation. If Susan was not willing to be a donor, she could choose to die at any time, rendering the bone marrow useless.
Susan looked at Oliver intently and said, "However, I'm willing to negotiate."
"Go on."
"First, I want to be declared not guilty."
A reduced sentence or an early release would leave a blemish on her record. Since this was a negotiation, naturally she had to employ the most perfect method.
"What's the second?"
"I want Natalie to come and personally beg me."
Oliver stood up and said coldly, "Dream on!"
"Oh?"
Susan remained calm. After all, she now had the conditions for negotiation.
"Oliver, Natalie doesn't know that my bone marrow is a match for Lucas, does she? If she finds out, who do you think she'll choose, you or her beloved brother?"
Oliver paused in his tracks.
Seeing his stiff back, Susan smiled, looking satisfied. She said, "Maybe you should go back and think carefully about what I said. My conditions are just those two, but I can't guarantee that they won't become more intense over time!"
Susan no longer desired Oliver. Since the moment he helped Natalie send her to prison, she had let go of her obsession. She had worked so hard for many years to maintain her status and identity, and it was not worth it to waste it on a man.
On the contrary, Natalie was different. She and Natalie were destined enemies!
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