"I told you yesterday I wouldn't lie to you about this. Now the evidence proves it. You finally know I saved you!"
She even sounded pleased.
Eliana felt that as Robert's savior, Robert and Georgia should lay off her, even if she hurt Georgia once.
She only swirled some trouble around online. Compared to her saving Robert's life, she didn't find it significant at all.
"Back when my mother had her incident, you sent a lot of reporters to surround Georgia and make big news. One of them physically assaulted her. It showed up on the livestream. Was that reporter under your command?"
Robert asked that directly.
"That wasn't my order!"
Eliana said that in a panic, interlocking her fingers, looking nervous.
"I dislike Georgia so I started the drama over Georgia and Sierra's photo leaking online in the beginning. A lot of people thought Sierra was being held illegally and abused, so I wanted to suppress her using internet commentary. I hadn't prepared to get anyone to go for physical assault yet. It was in broad daylight. If anything serious had happened to Georgia, you would have mobilized all your resources to investigate the truth. By then, whether I saved your life or not, you wouldn't let me go!"
Georgia and Robert looked at each other. They'd investigated reporter who'd assaulted her afterwards.
The man had a wife who cheated on him and abused his mother. His mother then passed away in anguish. That led to him having mental problems.
Even without Eliana's direction, he might have just hated Georgia himself and believed the commentary online, then assaulted her.
Besides, the man said that even if nobody had given him orders, he'd just taken the money to interview her. Even without the money, he'd have been willing to get involved.
He felt that hurting someone like Georgia was justice. He was thinking of Georgia as his ex-wife.
"I won't follow up on this for now, and I'll somewhat believe you're telling the truth. That reporter's been locked up and punished. I'll ask you something else. Why did you only decide to speak out about this yesterday? Over the past twenty years, I might have lost all my memories of them now, but I know we were college schoolmates once. We would have met a few times every year. Why did you choose not to tell the truth?
"And don't say it's because you weren't looking for returns!"
Robert said, a bit of mockery in his face.
With Eliana's personality, if she could have told the truth, maybe over ten years ago, or when they were in college, Eliana would have spilled it.
But the woman didn't talk.
That only proved that there was something else up with this, and he wanted the truth now.
Eliana was silent for a while.
Milton, who'd stayed quiet all throughout, couldn't help but raise his voice.
"What is it? Are you still unwilling to talk about it now? I've been asking you about it since yesterday. You kept saying that you only spoke out after seeing Robert today. Are you planning on staying silent like this?"
Eliana bit her lip. Her face looked a bit strange.
Finally, she clenched her teeth and explained what happened all those years ago.
"My mother and I were just a mistress and a mistress's daughter. It wasn't that we didn't have money. My father sent money every month and my mother had some wealth. It wasn't enough to give us an exceptional life. Afterwards, I don't know where my mother got the news, but she took me to a hospital for a checkup. It was just to try our luck and see if we could do a bone marrow match. It was said that if it was a success, they'd pay a huge sum. It was like buying a lottery ticket. My mother was just trying her luck.
"Then, we didn't think it would, but my bone marrow was an actual match. After that, I met your father Aidan Simpson."
Eliana raised her head to Robert, her expression holding a tinge of fear.
"Your father had come personally before my mother and talked to her. My mother hadn't wanted me involved, but your father said that I had to discuss it with him in person and have me hear the whole negotiation process. I was only twelve back then, and I only felt like your father was scary. He asked my mother straight up how much it would take for me to be the donor. Back then, my mother had just wanted a couple millions, but your father had asked me. He looked me straight in the eye and asked me how much it would take for me to donate my marrow.
"I didn't have too good of a concept of money back then, but I just thought that one hundred million was a lot of money. I also felt like your father was looking down on me. Maybe because my pride was hurt or maybe because I wanted to provoke him, or maybe it was just the impulsiveness of being a child. I said I'd only donate it if he gave a hundred million. My mother was terrified and I thought it'd be difficult for your father. I guess I just wanted to see this opportunist intimidated by my sum, but he agreed straight away and didn't hesitate for a second. He had the lawyers write up a contract and had me sign it.
"There was a lot in the contract, and one important term was that I couldn't tell you about donating the bone marrow once I signed it, nor could I try to leverage it for a favor. Maybe he was on guard for me asking you to repay me as your savior. Your father had thought of it all, but to me, that one hundred million had me spinning. I'd never seen that much money before. My mother and I were both seduced by that one hundred million, and I signed it. I felt like it was enough not to tell the truth, and it wasn't anything important. Afterall, the money was enough for my mother and I to live off for the rest of our lives. I really thought it was a sum great enough to last me several lifetimes.
"But afterwards, my mother married into the Warner family because of that one hundred million, and I became the lady of the Warner house. I started studying at noble's schools, and I got to know who the boy I donated my marrow to was. He excelled, and was handsome, so I fell for him. I wanted to speak out about it, but your father sent his people over to warn me not to tell anyone. Whenever I approached you, your father's men would appear beside me and warn me. I went to the same college as you and deliberately closed our distance. I studied the places you'd go to. I got close to you like that, but you just thought I was your senior. I'd wanted to speak out about this many times, but your father probably sensed my thoughts and sent people to me on multiple occasions that year. I didn't even feel like one hundred million was anything impressive back then. I just needed to guts to spill it, but your father said that he could have the Warner family broke right away, and to have me wish for death.
"I got to know who your father was and didn't dare speak out about it any longer. So I could only be your senior afterwards, and your schoolmate, to try to get you to like me. I got to know your interests and approached you carefully and did everything I could, but you didn't even pay me any attention. I guess you were just born heartless and didn't care for girls. Then you got engaged to Georgia, but I could see that you didn't like her. I guessed that one day you'd call off the engagement. So I waited patiently, but after all this time, you chose to marry a woman like Georgia. You're such a prime specimen, Georgia. Georgia doesn't deserve you. Even if I couldn't be with you, why couldn't you choose a better person to be with? How could I rest easy knowing you were with Georgia?"