Regardless, it did look like a very intimate posture; at the very least, their relationship should be good.
"How did Finn meet Spider-Man? I haven't heard him mention it before." Noah's brow furrowed slightly. He felt he was paying enough attention to Finn, yet this kid would still occasionally bring up things that were completely unexpected to him.
Catherine and Joseph both shook their heads; Young Master Finn always had many friends.
To be honest, they couldn't tell who was who; perhaps a friend met at some party might even be Spider-Man.
"What about you?" Noah frowned again and looked toward Andrew.
"I don't know either," Andrew said sullenly.
Haven't you been filming right next to him all this time?" Noah had asked Andrew last time. As for what exactly Finn had bought after selling so many things, Andrew didn't know either, which caused Noah to ask again with a hint of irritation, "How do you not know anything?
Andrew frowned tightly: ".." But he really had never heard of it.
Just then, everyone in the living room clearly heard the piercing roar of a sports car engine.
Finn will definitely be very happy to see this gift!" Peter said excitedly from the passenger seat of the sports car. He never expected that Harry had already prepared a birthday gift for Finn, it was an incredibly cool convertible sports car. "Next time there's a party, Finn can drive this convertible to show off.
Harry, sitting in the driver's seat, maintained a serious expression and remained silent from beginning to end.
He already knew very well how Finn felt about him.
Whether it was during his last visit to this villa or during his conversation with Finn just yesterday, the attitude displayed was enough for him to guess—Finn would never greet the gift he had prepared with a look of eager anticipation, nor would he offer any warm reciprocation, as he did with others.
Even so, he still had to give this gift.
"Harry, that video on Finn's social media platform.." Peter sensed the low pressure in the car and, after some deliberation, spoke up cautiously.
I know, it wasn't him who posted it." Harry finally spoke, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. "That video was pushed to me a long time ago, the Osborn Group's PR department has also been waiting for my instructions.
Harry knew who had posted that video the moment he saw it. It was that gloomy young man who had been following Finn around, his gaze always filled with hostility toward him; he probably thought he had done something extraordinary.
Andrew cares a lot about Finn and has always wanted to do something to repay him," Peter sighed, for he could certainly see Andrew's original intentions, "it's just that things on the internet are too easily distorted.
Utterly foolish," Harry said with a cold and mocking tone. "I will handle this matter.
Hearing Harry say that, Peter felt relieved; after all, he knew that the Osborn Group's own stance on this matter was also very important. If the Osborn Group stood on Finn's side, then there would be nothing to cause controversy.
Peter knew that since Finn had not only sent him a message not long ago but had also posted emojis of Flying Pillow and Amazing Spider-Man online, Finn, as the person involved, definitely had not been affected by those matters.
Spider-Man had always known that Finn had a very carefree attitude.
Sometimes he feels deeply helpless, but at times, he feels that having such a carefree attitude is certainly a great virtue.
The sports car came to a steady halt at the villa's entrance, Harry and Peter pushed open the doors to step out of the car.
Meanwhile, on the steps of the villa, Noah stood side by side with Elias, his gaze falling heavily upon them.
Peter's heart sank, he subconsciously felt a sense of tension.
This seemed to be.. the first time Noah and Harry had faced each other directly like this.
Spider-Man even felt that the scent of gunpowder in the air permeated the space almost instantly.
Noah was the first to curl his lips into a mocking smile, his gaze sweeping over the sleek convertible as he spoke with undisguised derision, "Are you here to deliver a sports car to your younger brother? This birthday gift is quite late."
Harry didn't respond, merely staring at him coldly, his aura remaining as frigid as ever.
I never expected you to give a gift to Finn? Is it because Finn helped the Osborn Group maintain such a grand presence at yesterday's press conference?" Noah, seemingly oblivious to his cold expression, continued to speak, every word sharp as a thorn, "The military contract has been signed as well, hasn't it? How many hundreds of millions is that contract worth? As the CEO of the prestigious Osborn Group, you are surprisingly stingy, offering nothing more than a single supercar as a token of gratitude?
Peter was very nervous; he realized that besides when dealing with Finn, Noah was not easy to talk to at all when facing anyone else.
Especially when facing Finn's brother.
This is a matter between Finn and me; it has nothing to do with you," Harry finally spoke, his voice still cold. "By the way, regarding the bill for Finn's birthday party, you can send it to me. I will have someone transfer all the expenses to you.
Who wants to settle accounts with me?" Noah was instantly enraged, "That was something I carefully prepared for Finn!
Where is Finn?" Seeing that the conflict between the two was about to erupt, Peter rushed forward to mediate, forcibly interrupting the tense standoff. Peter quickly rushed to Noah's side and whispered, "The Osborn Group will handle the video matter. This matter will eventually.. if the Osborn Group can stand behind Finn, it can offset a lot of the turmoil.
Hearing this, Noah pursed his lips, yet he still carried a hint of unwillingness.
Go in." Elias held Noah's hand as they entered the door. He naturally did not want to watch Noah and Harry reach a deadlock here, so he said in a low voice, "Don't you also want to see Finn's attitude toward Harry in person?
Noah glanced at Elias, then swept his gaze over Harry, whose expression remained cold and solemn, casually dropped a sentence: "Finn is upstairs in his room, tearing into his birthday presents."
"You guys go upstairs first." Noah didn't want to say much more to Harry, so he simply returned to the sofa with a look of displeasure, holding the cat in his arms.
Only then did Peter notice Andrew standing at the doorway with a dark, uneasy expression, staring at him anxiously; he naturally knew it was because of that video.
It's okay." Peter reached out and patted Andrew, comforting him in a gentle tone, "Don't worry.
Let's go upstairs to find Finn," Peter said with a smile, trying to keep his tone as light as possible. "He's definitely buried under a pile of gifts by now.
Harry frowned, squeezing the car key in his hand.
He felt that Finn would repeat what Noah had just said to him.
Harry, don't overthink it." Peter saw through his concerns and immediately said in a firm tone, "Finn has always been on your side, we all know that now. Everything Finn said at the press conference was sincere. He will definitely be very surprised to see you come to give him a gift today.
Seeing Peter's eyes, which seemed to scream "trust me," Harry couldn't help but harbor a faint glimmer of hope.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the words Finn Osborn had said at the press conference.
I have always believed that only under his leadership will the Osborn Group walk toward an even more brilliant and glorious future.
The young man stood under the spotlight at the press conference, a bright and dazzling smile spreading across his lips.
Those clear green eyes were filled with undisguised confidence and absolute trust in him.
[The New Era of Osborn Group will be ushered in by Harry Osborn.]
Yes..
Harry thought that he should not have walked in carelessly just because of a momentary impulse like last time, thinking he could lightly resolve all the contradictions in one go. He should take this step seriously and firmly to ease the relationship between him and Finn.
Some obstacles must be eliminated, some cracks can be repaired.
Peter felt a sense of relief in his heart as he saw Harry's cold expression soften slightly.
He walked lightly to the middle of the stairs, but suddenly froze, his footsteps coming to a dead halt, his pupils contracting sharply as he stared fixedly at the closed bedroom door.
Peter's sense of smell was already sharper than that of ordinary people, he smelled a faint yet piercing scent of blood.
The alarm bells in his heart exploded, all previous expectations vanishing instantly, replaced by an indescribable panic. Peter didn't even have time to say a word to Harry; a trembling "Finn!" escaped his lips as he rushed up the stairs in a few quick strides.
Harry had no idea what was happening, but he was also frightened by Peter's series of panicked actions.
A sense of panic, unease, a bad premonition surged up.
Harry subconsciously gripped the car keys in his hand, the cold sensation of the metal pressing against his palm, followed quickly behind.
Peter rushed to Finn Osborn's bedroom door first. That scent of blood, which was becoming increasingly heavy to him, was surging out from the cracks. He didn't even bother to knock; he grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open with force.
The scene inside the room crashed into his sight without warning, causing Peter's blood to freeze instantly and his breathing to seem to come to a standstill.
Morning light scattered through the window, into a bedroom that should have been warm and bright.
Instead, it illuminated that patch on the floor—a piercing, glaring crimson.
The pure white pajamas Finn was wearing were soaked in blood, with dark red spreading across the cold, hard floor.
Just last night, he was at the press conference, at the birthday party, inside that building.. such a vibrant and bright young man, yet at this moment, he lay almost lifeless in a pool of blood, his face and lips drained of all color. A utility knife rolled near his hand, stained with coagulated blood, several gruesome wounds on his arms were shocking to behold.
Ironically, various kinds of gifts were still placed all around Finn.
These objects, which should have carried blessings, had instead become the [bystanders] of this tragedy.
And what is even more ironic—
While Finn was doing such cruel things to himself, not a single one of them downstairs noticed.
“Finn!!”
Peter rushed forward, carefully pulling Finn into his arms from the cold floor. He carefully avoided Finn's injured left arm, his palm pressing against Finn's thin spine, while his other hand steadily supported Finn's weak neck, holding him tightly.
Finn's body was terrifyingly cold, Peter could clearly feel the faint breathing of the person in his arms. The young man's eyes suddenly reddened; he couldn't have imagined, nor could he fathom, why things had suddenly taken such a turn. His voice trembled, losing all rhythm: "Finn? Finn?"
But there was no response at all.
Harry, who followed closely behind, also froze at the doorway.
The moment he saw the scene inside the room, it was as if something collapsed with a roar at that very instant.
Harry stared fixedly at the red and white figure in Peter's arms, his eerie green pupils shrinking rapidly.
A sharp, dull pain suddenly surged through his heart.
Elias's pupils constricted upon seeing this scene, he subconsciously turned in a panic, blocking Noah who was also rushing forward.
What happened?" Noah's gaze was terrifyingly vacant, filled with fear. He stared fixedly into Elias's eyes, his voice trembling visibly, "Where is Finn? What happened to him?
"Noah, calm down first." Elias frowned deeply; his mind was also in a state of chaos at this moment.
Elias certainly knew very well.. Noah once had a younger brother, he had collapsed in a pool of blood just like this, leaving him forever.
It was precisely because of this deeply etched trauma that Noah poured all his guilt, all his desire to make amends, all his love as an older brother into Finn. But this also meant that Noah would be unable to endure such a thing happening again; he would break.
Finn, Finn! How could this happen? Why!" Noah suddenly realized something, broke away violently, rushed through Elias and Harry. Noah stared at this incredibly piercing scene in disbelief, his eyes bloodshot and his hands trembling, as he desperately hunched his body to hold Finn's cold body tightly in his arms, his breathing extremely heavy and painful, sounding almost like a heart-wrenching roar, "Finn, don't do this to me.. don't do this to me again!
In the chaos, Peter had no time to comfort anyone.
With one hand trembling as he dialed the emergency number, rapidly reporting the address and situation, he used his other hand to quickly pull a spare hemostatic bandage from his backpack. His hands shook slightly, yet he still skillfully wrapped the bandage tightly around Finn's forearm.
Harry stood dazed at the doorway.
He watched Andrew, Catherine, Joseph all rush into the bedroom in a panic, but it was as if an invisible boundary had firmly pinned his feet to the spot, making him not dare to take another step forward.
Fear, a suffocating fear unlike anything he had ever experienced, gripped him tightly at this moment.
Harry just stared expressionlessly at that pale, lifeless face with its eyes tightly closed.
That was the younger brother he had ignored all this time.
He was also his only family.
Something bright, vivid, unrestrained, carefree, something he had secretly envied.. was being cruelly torn apart at this moment, leaving behind only a dark red onslaught of blood.
His heart beat wildly within his empty chest.
And yet, it felt as if it were hollow and bloody.
A deathly silence.
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I'm back late, the update is late too (bows)