Additionally, something very important happened during his hospitalization regarding the Scholar with Seven Doctorates who had been in constant contact with him. Finn knew he needed to provide blood samples to that Doctor as soon as possible, but he was being watched so closely in his ward that he didn't even have the chance to secretly draw a single tube of blood.
Finn had no choice but to confess to Dr. Connors that he had been hospitalized, that under the current circumstances, he could only find a way to give him blood after being discharged.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: You're hospitalized? What happened?
Seven Major Sicknesses: I've had an episode. I have mental illness.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates..
As it turned out, not even two days had passed—
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: I have the blood sample.
Seven Major Sicknesses?? Did you collude with the hospital to secretly draw my blood?
[Scholar with Seven Doctorates]: I happen to be in New York recently, so I commissioned a client to steal Harry Osborn's blood sample from Osborn Laboratory. You don't need to think about how to draw blood for me anymore; just focus on resting and recovering from your illness.
Seven Major Sicknesses!!
Although Finn Osborn had not explicitly stated who he was, it was already quite obvious.
After all, [Black], who had introduced him to the Doctor, knew who he was; the research data he had provided at that time was all the core secrets of the Osborn Group. The Osborn Group only had two offspring in total; it was either him or Harry, Harry Osborn certainly wouldn't use a sick online handle like Seven Major Sicknesses, so the only one left was him.
Seven Major Sicknesses: I feel completely at ease leaving this illness to you!!
Finn felt that this doctor was truly exceptional and reliable, he directly transferred the ten million dollars of his recent [birthday fund] from the trust fund to the Scholar with Seven Doctorates.
Finn was still thinking to himself—this could be considered taking from the Osborn Group and giving back to the Osborn Group.
[Seven Major Sicknesses]: I've seen it in movies; usually, they can research something like an antidote for this kind of illness. Just one injection, it takes effect immediately, allowing for instant recovery.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: It won't be that simple.
Seven Major Sicknesses: Then is it possible for you to prepare just one dose of the antidote? As long as it can save my brother.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates:?
Finn couldn't say it directly, as he was currently waiting for his genetic disease to flare up later to help him complete his final Misery Value task.
Seven Major Sicknesses: I don't really want to be treated.
On the other side of the dialogue box, there was a long silence.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: You really do have mental illness.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: Take good care of yourself.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates: I might not be able to cure your other six illnesses, but you can rest easy leaving this one to me.
Finn once again couldn't help but feel deeply moved, thinking to himself: [He really is a reliable and trustworthy person.]
Seven Major Sicknesses: But this hereditary disease of mine isn't included among those seven sicknesses.
Scholar with Seven Doctorates..
On the day Finn was discharged from the hospital, he went straight to his fixed Friday party without a single gap. Even while hospitalized, Finn had his own little schemes and had intentionally not canceled the party. Noah saw that his complexion was indeed quite good, considering he had been confined to the hospital ward for so long, Noah could not bear to dampen his spirits, so he gave in and let him go.
Before the party began, Noah dressed Finn to look dazzling, as was his custom. The weather had turned cold, although Finn wasn't wearing many layers, Noah had specially commissioned a pair of long-sleeved fingerless gloves for him to prevent anyone from seeing the bandages on his arms; they made his well-defined hands look even more sharp and handsome.
Tonight, Finn is more of a center of attention, surrounded by stars, than ever before.
At the recent press conference, his brilliant appearance not only stabilized the situation for the Osborn Group but also allowed him to make a complete debut on the world stage. Anyone with eyes could see that Finn's commercial value was rising steadily, more people were flocking to his side.
Finn met many more enthusiastic new friends at the party, including one named Malton Soxs. The latter presented him with a cooperation proposal, which was not aimed at his investment, but rather at the Osborn Group behind him.
Malton is the founder of a brand specializing in youth science and technology study tours. The brand has already grown to a certain scale and manages numerous study tour series. This time, he intends to expand further and hopes to join forces with the Osborn Group to create the "Osborn Tech Experience Plan" for teenagers.
In Malton Soxs's vision, the Osborn Group could open up some of its top-tier scientific research bases, allowing teenagers with dreams of technology to come into close contact with those cutting-edge achievements that only exist in news reports and press conferences, including witnessing mecha with their own eyes, exploring biological gene laboratories, experiencing the frontier technological products developed by the group, more.
Furthermore, the business empire of the Osborn Group already spanned various industries, not just those related to scientific research, but also allowing for in-depth cooperation with other sectors. Malton's original intention in creating the education brand was to provide teenagers with better opportunities for growth; this research and study opportunity could certainly serve as a better ladder for teenagers to pursue their dreams, while simultaneously allowing the Osborn Group to scout young talent and shape a positive educational brand image for the new generation of youth.
Finn could tell that Malton was not being perfunctory during this conversation just because he was Harry Osborn's brother; instead, he was very well-prepared. Furthermore, it was clear that in order to facilitate the cooperation, he had proactively minimized his own interests.
It could be said that he is someone who truly has educational dreams.
In fact, Malton Soxs had long wanted to cooperate with the Osborn Group, but the proposals he had previously submitted never even had the chance to reach Harry Osborn's desk. It wasn't until he saw Finn Osborn's performance at the press conference that he realized he might be able to find a breakthrough through Finn Osborn.
While Finn and Malton Soxs were talking, Paul, holding a wine glass, suddenly approached and put an arm around Finn's neck. With a hint of deliberate intimacy in his tone, he said with a smile, "Finn, you'd better be careful. This Malton Soxs's father is a fraudster, he's currently in prison; he probably won't see the light of day for the rest of his life."
Malton Soxs's expression instantly darkened, a trace of embarrassment flickering in his eyes; nothing was more loathed by him than when others mentioned his father. Because of his identity as the son of a fraudster, everything he did was hundreds of times more difficult than it was for others. Only Malton Soxs knew just how difficult it had been for him to grow his education brand to its current scale.
I see.." Finn looked at Malton with a surprised gaze, "Then you must be very smart.
Malton froze, a flash of astonishment flickering in his eyes.
Aren't you afraid of being cheated?" Paul frowned, surprised that Finn would say such a thing, pressed him relentlessly, "Haven't you been quite short on cash lately?
"It's not like they're asking me to invest, so what is there to be afraid of?" Finn Osborn waved his hand dismissively, though in truth, he thought this research and study plan was quite interesting. Besides, he didn't care about making money or not in the first place.
Are you really planning to introduce him to your brother? Isn't your relationship with Harry Osborn not so good?" Paul asked, feigning a look of surprise. "But then again, even putting aside family sentiment, you helped Harry out so much at the press conference; surely he should give you more say within the Osborn Group?
Paul had also been very close to Finn Osborn, he naturally considered himself to be a very good friend of Finn's, knowing things that outsiders did not. For instance, Finn's relationship with Harry Osborn was not good at all, their disputes regarding the inheritance were very real.
As for the performance at the press conference, Paul naturally felt that Young Master Finn's effortless manner was something he had deliberately and meticulously prepared before taking the stage. Paul also hadn't expected the Young Master to possess such ability, as for the Osborn Group's subsequent direct support, it was merely to maintain the dignity of the Osborn family.
Using this party as an opportunity, Paul naturally wanted to coax more of the true insider information that everyone was curious about from the easy-to-persuade Finn.
"This has nothing to do with you," Noah said in a low voice, staring at Paul.
Noah could certainly see that Paul was pretending to be on his side, but was deliberately using a leading tone to get Finn to reveal the secrets he wanted to know. Unlike those friends who truly supported Finn, Paul was intentionally fanning the flames between the Osborn brothers without any regard for the consequences.
What does that have to do with me? Aren't we best friends?" Paul immediately put on a look of great concern for his best friend and said, deliberately raising his voice, "Just not long ago, Finn sold a car, I was the one who bought it.
It's just a deal, what is there to talk about?" Noah was never polite when speaking to others, especially to friends like Paul. "If you feel like that car was a waste of your money, I'll buy it back right now.
Noah knew clearly that Finn was often surrounded by fair-weather friends like Paul.
They would approach Finn from time to time to please him, but in reality, they were all after Finn's status and money. They would play along with Finn, speak according to his wishes, deliberately use suggestive language to try and dig up secrets regarding the Osborn brothers to satisfy their own vanity. However, since these were friends that Finn had made himself, Noah could not forcibly restrict his social life or drive everyone away; he could only keep a closer eye on things himself to prevent Finn from being taken advantage of.
Didn't you also have Finn invest in your friend's project before? I haven't heard anything about it lately," Blake said with a smile, deliberately interjecting. "As for my game, it just launched and has already made quite a bit of money for Finn.
Paul's expression became a little awkward.
Alright, alright, it's no big deal." Finn Osborn stood up with a smile, casually picking up a dart from beside the dartboard, said nonchalantly to Malton Soxs, "I'll show your proposal to Harry Osborn. As for whether he agrees or not, that's up to him.
Paul still thought it was hilarious, wondering what kind of ability Finn had that would allow him to hand this cooperation proposal to Harry Osborn. Everyone knew that Harry didn't care about his younger brother at all, having merely tossed him into the Group as a low-level employee.
"Thank you." Malton Soxs nodded solemnly. He actually didn't have much hope in Finn's channel either, but it was worth a try regardless.
After all, Malton had heard rumors before; the fact that Finn and his brother were on bad terms was something almost all of Finn's friends knew.
By the way, Finn, there's one more thing I'd like to ask you a favor with." Paul suppressed the displeasure in his heart and spoke to Finn with a smile, "You know my channel, I've always been making all sorts of challenge videos. Halloween is coming up, I'm planning to do a few special episodes where I stay overnight in those places everyone agrees are haunted, to film some thrilling content.
Hearing this, the people around him immediately let out a collective gasp, casting astonished looks his way.
No way? You actually dare to go there?
It wouldn't be a haunted house, would it? Staying a night in a place where someone died.. wouldn't that leave a psychological shadow?
"You're going too far just for traffic, aren't you?"..
"It's precisely because I dare to go where others don't that these videos have value, don't they?" Paul felt the surrounding attention shift toward him and immediately said with a triumphant smile.
"What does this have to do with me?" Finn Osborn turned his head and asked, pinching a dart between his fingertips. He had never paid attention to such curiosity-driven channels, but he also knew that this kind of eye-catching, sensational content was always the easiest way to gain traffic.
There is a house at 45 Elwood Avenue." Paul was truly planning to do it, he had already planned several video topics, was currently deciding which places to visit. "I found out that you were the one who bought it.
Is that so?" Finn Osborn raised an eyebrow. "I met a real estate agent friend during that time, so I just picked up a few properties on the way.
Buying a few houses on a whim just because he knew a friend—coming from Finn Osborn, this wasn't actually that surprising.
"That's a haunted house, I heard that before—" Paul said mysteriously.
"I know, otherwise it wouldn't be this cheap." Finn interrupted Paul.
"Um, can I—" Paul asked expectantly again.
"No." Finn Osborn shook his head with a smile.
"I'll just stay for one night, film a video, then leave. I definitely won't touch anything inside!" Paul said somewhat urgently; in his view, this was nothing more than a trivial matter. Finn was always easygoing; previously, even with investment contracts worth hundreds of thousands, he would only glance at them before signing.
"No." Finn refused again, a rare occurrence. With a slight flick of his wrist, a dart flew out with a whoosh, landing steadily in the exact center of the bullseye.
I can pay the fee, two thousand dollars for one night." Paul was a bit embarrassed, then, thinking of something else, he added, "Or..
"No." Finn still refused with a calm smile.
"Finn—" Paul's tone carried a hint of pleading; being rejected repeatedly in public made him lose all face.
Young Master Finn said no, can't you understand?
Noah had originally intended to speak, but he looked at Andrew, who had spoken before him, with some surprise.
Finn had already refused three times in a row and was still being pressed, so Andrew, who had been silent all along, finally couldn't help but frown and speak up in his defense.
I am talking to Finn, what does that have to do with you?
Paul stared at Andrew, who had just spoken up to contradict him, his expression darkened. Since this was someone who had always stayed by Finn's side, they had naturally been curious about his background. He was nothing more than a poor student who followed Finn around like a puppy for the sake of money; they had even jokingly referred to that so-called ID badge as a dog tag, saying, "If Finn hadn't given you such a badge, you wouldn't think you could just walk into a place like this on your own, would you?"
Andrew's expression grew increasingly gloomy, his clenched fists trembled slightly.
"I've heard that when dogs are by their masters' sides, they all think they're a bit more remarkable." Paul felt a surge of anger at being so dismissed by Finn, but he didn't dare confront Finn directly, so he could only use the topic as an excuse to lash out at Andrew.
As soon as the words were spoken, there was a sharp cracking sound.
A dart flew through the air and precisely pierced the glass in Paul's hand.
The glass shattered.
The wine splashed out, soaking Paul's arm, the icy sensation made him shudder violently.
The entire room fell into instant silence. Everyone stared at this scene, dumbfounded; they had never seen a Finn like this before—
The young man who usually wore a bright smile and appeared indifferent to everything now stood at the center of everyone's gaze, his noble and handsome face devoid of any expression.
Those emerald eyes, like gemstones, appeared so indifferent, cold, condescending at this moment.
That gaze and aura were just like—
Another young master of the Osborn family, Harry Osborn.
I won't judge your own channel, but I won't participate in using other people's tragedies for hype.
The young man simply stood in the center of the interplay between light and shadow and spoke in a monotone.
In addition, I have signed a formal contract with Andrew; he is my secretary.
Or do you think only Harry Osborn deserves to hire a secretary, while I don't?