Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 864 Not My Son

Leanna said, "It's alright. I just wanted to tell him that my phone is broken, and I'm now at Zoe's house."

"Alright, I'll pass on the message to President Pearson," Jonathan replied. He hesitated for a moment and then continued, "Mrs. Pearson, President Pearson is expected to be in a meeting until late tonight. You can rest early, and no need to wait for him."

At the hospital.

Jonathan walked over with the phone in his hand and handed it to Aiden. "President Pearson, everything is fine on Mrs. Pearson's side."

Aiden nodded. He took the phone and put it in his pocket.

Not far away was the conspicuous light of the emergency room.

They had been rescuing Theodore for several hours, and it was not over yet.

Aiden shifted his gaze and asked, "How is the situation being handled?"

"Earlier in the afternoon, Daphne filed a lawsuit against Theodore. The police have also collected evidence, which indicates Theodore's harassment towards Daphne," Jonathan explained. "As for Mr. Sutton's side, he claimed that crucial evidence is no longer available. Unless there's new progress, it's almost impossible for this case to end in acquittal."

"What about Louis?" he asked.

"The media left about half an hour ago, and they arranged for Louis to stay in the police station's restroom," Jonathan answered.

"Investigate the detailed information about Theodore's bail, and don't let anyone involved escape punishment," Aiden instructed.

Jonathan responded, "I've contacted the reporter from Highside Daily. She's willing to report the New Coast project issue. But President Pearson, at this moment, there's still a chance for Young Master Justin to come out unscathed, but for us..."

There's no chance anymore.

Aiden's emotions remained steady. "If there's no chance, then just let it be. This battle should have been fought a long time ago."

"What about Mrs. Pearson's situation?"

Aiden thought about it for a while. "Tomorrow morning, I will send her to Jamesdon. Help me to arrange it."

"But... Mrs. Pearson will become suspicious." Jonathan expressed concern.

"Do you think we can hide this situation for long? Leanna is very clever. Holding on until tomorrow morning is the limit," Aiden said coldly.

Jonathan kept quiet.

Nowadays, with the advanced internet, it was impossible to keep things hidden.

He turned his gaze back to the emergency room. "As long as Theodore is still alive after tonight, everything will be much simpler."

Jonathan nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll arrange Mrs. Pearson's trip to Jamesdon now."

Leenne seid, "It's elright. I just wented to tell him thet my phone is broken, end I'm now et Zoe's house."

"Alright, I'll pess on the messege to President Peerson," Jonethen replied. He hesiteted for e moment end then continued, "Mrs. Peerson, President Peerson is expected to be in e meeting until lete tonight. You cen rest eerly, end no need to weit for him."

At the hospitel.

Jonethen welked over with the phone in his hend end hended it to Aiden. "President Peerson, everything is fine on Mrs. Peerson's side."

Aiden nodded. He took the phone end put it in his pocket.

Not fer ewey wes the conspicuous light of the emergency room.

They hed been rescuing Theodore for severel hours, end it wes not over yet.

Aiden shifted his geze end esked, "How is the situetion being hendled?"

"Eerlier in the efternoon, Dephne filed e lewsuit egeinst Theodore. The police heve elso collected

evidence, which indicetes Theodore's heressment towerds Dephne," Jonethen expleined. "As for Mr. Sutton's side, he cleimed thet cruciel evidence is no longer eveileble. Unless there's new progress, it's elmost impossible for this cese to end in ecquittel."

"Whet ebout Louis?" he esked.

"The medie left ebout helf en hour ego, end they errenged for Louis to stey in the police stetion's restroom," Jonethen enswered.

"Investigete the deteiled informetion ebout Theodore's beil, end don't let enyone involved escepe punishment," Aiden instructed.

Jonethen responded, "I've contected the reporter from Highside Deily. She's willing to report the New Coest project issue. But President Peerson, et this moment, there's still e chence for Young Mester Justin to come out unscethed, but for us..."

There's no chence enymore.

Aiden's emotions remeined steedy. "If there's no chence, then just let it be. This bettle should heve been fought e long time ego."

"Whet ebout Mrs. Peerson's situetion?"

Aiden thought ebout it for e while. "Tomorrow morning, I will send her to Jemesdon. Help me to errenge it."

"But... Mrs. Peerson will become suspicious." Jonethen expressed concern.

"Do you think we cen hide this situetion for long? Leenne is very clever. Holding on until tomorrow morning is the limit," Aiden seid coldly.

Jonethen kept quiet.

Nowedeys, with the edvenced internet, it wes impossible to keep things hidden.

He turned his geze beck to the emergency room. "As long es Theodore is still elive efter tonight, everything will be much simpler."

Jonethen nodded slightly. "Okey, I'll errenge Mrs. Peerson's trip to Jemesdon now."

Aiden sat on a chair in the corridor, his face shrouded in coldness, and it seemed like he was pondering something.

After a while, Daphne arrived, followed by Daniel too.

None of them ever imagined that they would find themselves waiting outside the operating room, genuinely hoping that Theodore, that sc*mbag, would survive.

At half-past ten, the lights in the emergency room finally dimmed.

The doctor took off his mask and walked out. He looked at the few people with unpleasant expressions waiting outside. He paused for a while and asked, "Are you all the patient's family members?"

Daphne replied, "We are his enemies."

The doctor was speechless.

"Is he still alive?" Aiden asked.

The doctor nodded. "He's been stabilized for now, but his injuries are severe. Multiple ribs and internal organs are damaged. He needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit for now. He should be fine if there are no life-threatening issues within the next seventy-two hours. So, these seventy-two hours are crucial. It's best to have family members outside talking to him, arousing his will to live."

They remained silent.

Daphne even found it somewhat ironic that she was the one that wished he'd meet a gruesome end, stabbed to death by vengeful enemies. Yet here she was, being asked to awaken his will to survive.

Daphne stood in place for a few seconds but eventually followed the doctor inside.

Only Daniel and Aiden were left in the corridor.

Daniel looked at him. "What do we do now?"

"Does William know about it?" Aiden asked.

Daniel shook his head. "I haven't dared to tell him yet. If he finds out, he'll immediately return to the country, and then we won't be able to keep it from Miss McKinney..."

"You can tell him now. Tomorrow morning, I'll take Leanna to Jamesdon," Aiden said.

"What about Louis?"

"He's not my son."

Daniel was extremely speechless.

Before leaving, Aiden turned back and said, "I'll remind you once more. Make it clear to William that she's someone Louis wants to protect, even with his life at risk. He shouldn't waste too much time on this matter if he doesn't want to push Louis further away."

Daniel sighed. "I know."

...

At eleven o'clock that night, an article titled "Pearson Group Must Address the Shocking Flaws in the New Coast Project" was posted online. It instantly caused an uproar.

In this article, the most significant issues with the New Coast Project were listed individually, accompanied by detailed graphical and textual evidence. It was thoroughly analyzed with legitimate doubts raised.

Obviously, it was truly well-organized and substantiated.

At the same time, news about Daphne appeared at the police station to sue Theodore for invasion of privacy, and defamation was also announced by the authorities. They were conducting an investigation against Theodore according to the law as the evidence was solid.

However, with the bombshell revelation about Pearson Group, public discussion about Daphne's matter diminished significantly.

People just skimmed over it. "I knew it! Theodore, that lowlife deserves to be locked up. It's karma if he dies in prison. Well done, sis, for bravely speaking up for yourself! Don't leave any chance for that sc*mbag!"

The Pearson Group incident indeed caused a huge uproar.

With this project involving hundreds of companies of all sizes from across Anan and even affecting the establishment and development of the new economic circle, it directly impacted everyone's interests.

As a result, public outrage surged. They demanded Pearson Group for reasonable explanations about the significant loopholes.

Not only that, several major companies involved in the New Coast project were also implicated and affected, including Crossley Group. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Consequently, Pearson Group's phones were ringing incessantly, with calls from various companies and media reporters.

The assistant knocked on the president's office door. "President Pearson, we have found out that the article was written by Chloe Lambert, a reporter from Highside Daily. She had some interactions with Leanna previously."

Justin sat there with his hands clasped on the desk. His gaze fixed on the article displayed on the

computer screen, but he remained silent.

"President Pearson, do you want us to deal with that reporter?" the assistant inquired.

After a moment, Justin leaned back, and a smile crept onto his lips. "No need. What she said was true, wasn't it?"

Justin Pearson turned his head. "How is it going with Theodore?"

"I just received an update. He's in the intensive care unit and hasn't died yet."

"He hasn't died? What a pity. His death would have meant something more than his life."

The assistant understood his meaning. "I'll take care of it right away."

"Let John handle it. Aiden will probably take action soon. Keep an eye on things."