Chapter 92: Chapter 92
Apart from the scene when she was kidnapped by traffickers at four, she also rembered being beaten at three.
Most three-year-olds in reality should have no mories left, yet she vaguely rembered the beating she received at that age, and for so reason, whether due to a deep obsession or not, in her dreams, she clearly heard Poppy Hill’s furious scolding:
“I told you, my daughter should live a life of luxury and abundance, while you, you only deserve to remain forever in this filthy gutter, in the sewers!!”
Keira Olsen couldn’t help but give a bitter smile.
She didn’t expect that after so long, she would have such a dream again.
Perhaps it was because dreams stemd from thoughts, since childhood she often dread that she had beco Isla Olsen and that Mrs. Olsen was her mother…
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Matthew Olsen asked, “What about when you were three or four?”
“…Nothing.”
Keira Olsen didn’t want to talk about the past.
Her body was strange; once it was supplied with iron, all symptoms of anemia slowly disappeared, and now she was fully revived.
But she still needed to stock up on iron, so she had to be on an IV for two more days—taking too much in one day would be more than her body could handle.
She simply picked up her phone and noticed there were ssages on Weibo.
Her Weibo account was nad Ms. Keira, and she had a modest reputation in the circle of journalists.
The person who left her a ssage was nad Josh, who had been following her for over two years.
Josh: “[Ms. Keira, I won’t back down this ti either! I want to be like you, unafraid of power, brave enough to expose the truth to the public! If you can see this Weibo ssage, I hope you can bless .]”
Keira Olsen: ?
As she was contemplating this, soone knocked on the hospital room door.
Holly Sims walked in with Connor Hill.
Connor Hill hung his head, still looking timid.
After entering the room, he glanced at Keira Olsen before imdiately lowering his head, “Cousin…”
Keira Olsen was not close to the Hill family; all these years, Finley Hill had only contacted her for money. She rembered this cousin as silent and reserved, who got into Oceanion University through his own efforts.
She was fairly polite to him, “What’s up?”
Connor Hill then spoke up, “I, I’ve co to deliver a letter of forgiveness.”
Keira Olsen was taken aback.
Connor Hill looked at Captain Lincoln, who had followed him in, his eyes rimd red, “I’ve consulted a lawyer. If I submit a letter of forgiveness, even if you are sentenced, it will be within ten years.”
He lowered his head, “Cousin, I was really panicked then, that’s why I called the cops… I didn’t an to… My dad is not a good person, he got what he deserved… It’s my fault that you got locked up…”
Captain Lincoln frowned and said, “Even if not good, one should be punished by law, not dealt with privately by yourselves.”
Connor Hill, with reddened eyes, yelled, “I called the cops! When he was gambling, I called the police, but after you arrested him, you only detained him for a month and then released him. He continued to gamble, lost the house, my mom ran off with soone else, and I had nowhere to live… I had to try my best, the scholarships I earned, he took them all! He did that to his own son, let alone cousin? You don’t understand our pain, so don’t stand on your moral high ground and bla us!”
He fiercely wiped away his tears, “I know I shouldn’t say this, but when I saw him dead, I was confused, but now, I only feel relieved!”
After saying that, he covered his face and slowly squatted down, “I’m such a bastard, my dad’s dead, and I actually feel like a weight has been lifted. Even laden with his five million debt, I see hope… You don’t know, while he was alive, he was a bottomless pit…”
He sobbed, chokingly.
Captain Lincoln’s face tensed, but he remained silent.
In the hospital room, there was only the sound of Connor Hill’s muffled crying.
Keira Olsen didn’t speak.
Because her life, from childhood to adulthood, may look glamorous to others, but realistically, how could it be any better than Connor Hill’s?
At least Finley Hill never made him go hungry…
It was unclear how much ti passed before Connor Hill finally stopped crying. He stood up, wiping away his tears, “Sorry, I… I lost my composure.”
“It’s okay,” Captain Lincoln patted his shoulder, “Everyone understands.”
Keira Olsen then slowly said, “Thanks for the letter of forgiveness, but… I don’t need it. Like I said, I’m not the murderer.”
Connor Hill was stunned, seemingly confused, “Cousin, I, I asked, and if you admit your guilt with a good attitude, at most you’ll get three years. But if you stubbornly refuse to confess, you could be sentenced to more than ten years…”
“I know.”
Keira Olsen said indifferently, “But if it’s not who killed that person, then it’s not .”
Connor Hill didn’t speak, and after a while, he turned to Captain Lincoln with a foolish question, “As my father’s son, can I just let this matter go?”
Captain Lincoln said, “…This is a criminal case, even if you let it go, we will still pursue it.”
“…”
Connor Hill’s jaw tensed as he looked at Keira Olsen, “Then I can’t help you.”
Keira Olsen shook her head, “It’s okay.”
Connor Hill looked down again, “Cousin, take care of yourself, I… I should be going now…”
“Okay.”
Connor Hill took two steps towards the door then suddenly turned to Captain Lincoln, “Captain Lincoln, can you give the money from the scene first? It was all borrowed from classmates…”
The money scattered on the ground, so stained with blood, was therefore taken to the police station as evidence.
Captain Lincoln shook his head, “The police station has its regulations. We can’t give you that evidence for now. Once we have verified that there are indeed no clues, we can return it to you.”
Connor Hill’s head drooped, “But that’s our dorm mates’ living expenses for next month… I promised them I would pay it back as soon as possible.”
Having all worked part-ti jobs, they understood the value of money earned and its purpose.
Suddenly facing a deficit of twenty thousand, his classmates would undoubtedly be hard-pressed.
Keira Olsen narrowed her amorous eyes.
She suddenly said, “Wait a minute.”
Connor Hill turned back around.
Keira Olsen picked up her phone, “I’ll have Samuel Morgan give you twenty thousand as an ergency fund to take back with you.”
Connor Hill’s eyes lit up, “Thanks, cousin. I’ll give it to you as soon as the police station’s money is sorted out.”
Keira Olsen sent a ssage to Samuel Morgan.
In no ti, Samuel Morgan ca in with twenty thousand in cash and handed it to Connor Hill.
Connor Hill’s eyes reddened.
He accepted the money, “Cousin, my dad has taken quite a bit of money from you over the years, don’t worry, I will pay you back when I start earning.”
“You don’t have to, he is him, and you are you.”
No sooner had Keira Olsen finished speaking than there ca a “click” at the door of the ward.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a thin, unfamiliar man holding a phone nervously and recording the scene that had just taken place.
Seeing that he had been discovered, the man imdiately rushed in, “Connor Hill, I knew there was a reason you would issue a letter of forgiveness for your father’s murderer – a financial transaction! You don’t deserve to be a son!”
After finishing his accusation, he turned to Keira Olsen.
Seeing her rosy complexion, showing no signs of anemia, he sneered, “What about claiming to be on the brink of death for bail? Is this what being ‘near death’ looks like to you?”
He took out his phone and began filming Keira Olsen, “So the rich second generation has privileges, huh? No matter what, they can always find a reason to be released on bail?”
He then turned to Captain Lincoln, “Is this your idea of fair law enforcent?”
Captain Lincoln frowned and said sternly, “Journalists are not allowed here, please leave!”
“I’m not leaving!” The journalist was very agitated, aiming the cara at them, “I’m live streaming! Everything happening here is being broadcasted every second, and I must expose all your actions!”
Captain Lincoln imdiately took a step forward, intent on apprehending him, “You are infringing on others’ right to privacy!”
“If a case isn’t clear-cut, many people get away scot-free. As a citizen, I have the right to know the truth of any case!”
The young journalist was fearless.
Too bad, Captain Lincoln had already snatched his phone, interrupting the live stream, and shouted angrily, “What’s your na? Which dia are you from? I will hold you responsible!”
The journalist lifted his chin defiantly, sneering, “Don’t intimidate , my idol is Ms. Keira, who didn’t bow to the powerful and exposed a certain company for discharging polluted water. I fear nothing but the quest for the truth!”
Keira Olsen, hearing this, was puzzled: ??
Suddenly recalling the news on her phone earlier, she was taken aback, “Are you Josh?”
The journalist was startled, “How do you know?”
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