Chapter 301: Hope He Can Think It Through

Chapter 301: Hope He Can Think It Through

Even Isabella's illness was fake.

His heart was filled with hatred.

She actually dared to lie to him!

Giving him false information, making him tolerate her behavior again and again!

He hated Isabella, hated his own stupidity.

William clenched the tanzanite in his hand.

He called Rhys.

Soon, Rhys answered the phone.

"Mr. Brown." Rhys's voice came through, with noisy background sounds.

"How's it going?" William asked directly.

Rhys looked at the people following behind him and walked to an empty stairwell.

"We're taking Isabella for various tests right now. She's not cooperating," Rhys said. "But Mr. Brown can be rest assured that, , I'll get it done. She has no choice but to get tested."

"When can we get the test results?" William continued asking.

"Within a day, possibly tonight at the earliest," Rhys said.

They could almost confirm that Isabella was faking her illness, so they just needed to verify whether she had cancer. He'd push harder and it would be quick.

Rhys understood that everyone was waiting for confirmation.

Even though they knew it in their hearts, they still needed that final hammer blow.

"Good." William's voice came through.

Then the phone hung up.

Rhys put away his phone, glanced at the reporters peeking from the side, and left the stairwell.

Rhys went to watch over Isabella.

At this moment, Isabella kept screaming and struggling.

She refused blood tests, CT scans, and ultrasounds.

She resisted everything.

But she was held down by the people Rhys brought and forced to do them.

Now, seeing Rhys walk in, Isabella shouted: "Rhys, you can't force me! This is illegal!"

Rhys gave a cold laugh.

He didn't answer.

They weren't at a regular hospital - he had plenty of strength and methods at his disposal.

The reporters couldn't get to this area and were blocked outside.

So he would definitely get the results.

Isabella continued cursing at Rhys.

Rhys completely ignored her, just having people do various tests on her.

"Isabella, if I were you, I'd cooperate honestly. That way you'd suffer less."

Finally, Rhys looked coldly at Isabella and said: "I'm not Mr. Brown. I just get things done - I don't have any sympathy for women."

Isabella remembered Rhys's work attitude at the nursing home and finally shut up.

But she couldn't just sit here and wait for her doom.

She had to find a way.

...

Meanwhile.

Carl kept trying to contact Isabella.

But now Isabella was being controlled, and there was no way to get through on the phone.

Online public opinion kept brewing.

Very unfavorable to Isabella.

Finally, after waiting a long time, Isabella's message came through.

So Carl took action.

Before, online discussions were all about Isabella faking her illness, constantly digging into Isabella's various behaviors.

Then they found the more they dug, the more ridiculous it became.

But now, Carl started guiding public opinion again.

So the direction suddenly changed.

"Isabella is still being tested now, and it hasn't been confirmed whether she's sick or not. How can you say this about her?"

"Even if Isabella isn't really sick, weren't the things she did real?"

"Today's charity sale, speaking up for sick children at the charity gala, encouraging patients on The Sound of Heaven, the countdown on her personal account giving everyone strength... and so much more, all of this was done by Isabella, real things."

"What we saw today is just between her and Amelia - that doesn't negate all the good she's done."

"Moreover, whether she knew if she was sick or not is still up for debate."

...

Isabella's fans all agreed.

Some even cursed the mysterious internet user, saying they had bad intentions, saying the mysterious user was framing Isabella for Amelia's sake.

What they said most was - "Didn't Amelia accidentally fall down the stairs and miscarry herself? At most you could blame William? How can you blame Isabella for this?"

The direction was suddenly twisted.

The essence was that Isabella gained everyone's sympathy by faking illness.

It became a matter between Amelia and Isabella.

...

Outside Floral Haven, the charity sale stalls had been packed up.

What remained was to donate the funds.

The caregiver watched quietly.

Silently recording all the data.

...

Meanwhile.

Amelia and York had returned to the Jenkins Villa.

After lunch, Amelia took a nap.

After being up so late last night and dealing with so much during the day, she was tired.

York saw she was indeed sleepy and didn't bother her.

Only after watching Amelia fall asleep did he contact the others.

Before long, those who were free came to the Jenkins Villa, and those who couldn't make it joined online.

In the living room.

Dash kept his head down, silent.

Jeffrey beside him was very angry.

"William really said that?" Jeffrey had never seen anyone so shameless!

He hadn't even made such demands himself!

"What makes him think Amelia would agree!" Jeffrey was furious.

York didn't respond, but looked at Dash beside him.

He reached out and poured Dash a cup of tea.

"The matter in Veridian has been resolved," York said to Dash. "A confidentiality agreement was signed. We're just saying someone from the Jenkins Group got the information through certain methods, without exposing you. As long as you don't say anything from now on, no one else will know."

Dash looked at the tea on the table. He knew what York meant.

Actually, he didn't want to owe York this favor.

But things had come to this.

He understood that Amelia couldn't let him face prison. If she wasn't sure he was safe, she definitely wouldn't use that information.

She might even keep quiet about Isabella faking her illness.

Then his efforts might even backfire.

Before leaving for Veridian, Amelia had discussed it with him.

To investigate clues, it was best to first confirm the nature of that organization, then obtain the information through negotiation and deals.

She also said that it would be best if they could get it, but it didn't matter if they couldn't.

"Dash, don't force it." That's what she had said to him.

It was him who had been impulsive.

Jeffrey went off cursing to tell Mia about things.

York looked at Dash, who hadn't reached for the tea for a long time.

He understood Dash's feelings.

He also knew that Dash had gone all out for her sake.

Jeffrey had a hot temper but was open-minded and clear-headed, so when he had Otis discuss business cooperation between their families with Jeffrey, Jeffrey agreed, which meant telling him he was backing out and letting go.

Alvin and Amelia had a life between them, so he didn't need to worry about him.

But Dash was different.

Mia and Amelia were good friends, and Dash had practically watched Amelia grow up.

He could be considered Amelia's brother.

If Dash couldn't figure it out himself, things would be very difficult.