Chapter 488

Chapter 488Chapter 488
On the second day of Tony's hospitalization, Oscar received a call from Olivia asking him to go home.
He changed into his casual wear and planted a kiss on Amelia's cheek before turning to Tony. “Listen to
your mom, Tony. I'll be back soon.”
“Bye, Big Meanie!” Tony said with a wave.
As Oscar left the room, he instructed Jean and another bodyguard to keep guard outside the ward.
Kurt, on the other hand, had been assigned by the former to run some errands out of town and would
not be back until at least the day after, so he was not aware of Tony having food poisoning.
As soon as Oscar entered the Clinton residence, he saw a woman with braided hair and wearing the
official maid uniform of the Clintons kneeling in front of Olivia. She was trembling all over as she cried,
“I didn't know what I was doing, Mrs. Clinton. I really did not mean to add other seasonings to Mr.
Anthony's food. I truly did not expect him to suffer from food poisoning, and I only wanted to teach him
a lesson.”
Upon hearing that, Oscar's gaze darkened as he walked over briskly.
“Dad, Mom,” Oscar greeted them, trying to govern his temper.
“Your dad and I have thoroughly investigated Tony's food poisoning incident, Oscar. This is the culprit. I
originally planned to call the police to take her away. However, after thinking about it, I felt that I was
letting her off too easily, so I called you to come back and call the shots. After all, you're Tony's father,”Olivia explained while pointing at the woman on the ground.
Only then did Oscar scrutinize the woman. She appeared to be around twenty-eight years of age.
Despite her average looks, she had a good figure and seemed pleasant. No one would ever believe
that a gentle and timid-looking woman like her would harm a child.
“I remember that you're Zeke's wife. You both have a son, right?” Gifted with an impeccable memory,
Oscar would remember everything that he wanted to. The reason he knew Zeke was because the man
was a gardener hired by his family who was good at maintaining the gardens. The lush trees and
flowers the gardener took care of were to Olivia's liking, and she even praised him quite a few times.
Hence, Oscar remembered the man after some time. Once, he spotted Zeke and his wife feeding each
other affectionately, so he deliberately gave the woman a few extra glances, which was how he
managed to remember her.
The woman began to tremble upon hearing that. Anyone could tell that she was freaking out from her
gaze flitting around.
“This was all my fault, Mr. Clinton, and has nothing to do with my husband and child. Please spare
them. I'm willing to bear all consequences,” the woman pleaded anxiously.
Oscar sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and his expression was relaxed. He was the kind of person
that acted carefree when facing dire situations. Anyone would find him hard to read as he would never
allow himself to show any signs of anger.
A person like him could achieve great things but was also very dangerous at the same time.
“What's your name?” he asked nonchalantly. The woman was stunned by his question. She could not guess what he was thinking but did not dare to
challenge his patience despite her uncertainty.
“My name is Tina. I came from the suburbs to work in the city, and I met my husband when I was
helping out at the Clinton residence. It wasn't my intention to hurt Mr. Anthony. I just thought that he
was very cute, so I gave him a bottle of yogurt when no one was around. I've no idea how he got food
poisoning. However, I acknowledge my mistake and won't argue that I didn't do it on purpose. It's just
that this matter truly had nothing to do with my husband and child,” Tina hurriedly said.
“Did you purchase the yogurt?” Oscar's expression remained relaxed as though he was talking about
something that had nothing to do with him.
Tina froze momentarily.
“Answer me,” said Oscar in a deeper than usual voice.
Startled, Tina dared not disobey him again.
“No, it wasn't me. My son was the one who brought it back. I've no idea who gave it to him. I merely
spotted Mr. Anthony and thought he looked cute, so I couldn't help but give the yogurt to him. Due to
my carelessness, it slipped my mind that the drink had an unknown origin. It's all my fault. I'm willing to
accept any form of punishment.” A cold glint flickered in Oscar's eyes upon hearing that.
“Bring her son here,” he instructed his subordinate.
“It's entirely my fault, Mr. Clinton. Please, I'm begging you, don't touch my child. I'm willing to take on
any punishment. This truly has nothing to do with him.” Tina threw herself in front of Oscar, tearing up
as she desperately pleaded.
Oscar raised his foot and kicked her chest, saying coldly, “Get away from me, and quiet down! I have
ways to deal with your entire family.”
Tina said no more, not daring to continue making a scene.
Before long, her child was brought in. He was a cute boy around five or six years old. He was not
plump but had chubby cheeks, fair skin, and big eyes. His doll-like appearance looked very endearing.
Perhaps due to the fact he had a child of his own, Oscar's expression softened when he saw the boy.
“Mommy!” The boy, who was already nervous in the first place, quickly ran and grabbed onto her
clothes as soon as he saw his mother.
Tina held the child in her arms and said, “Don't be afraid, Timmy. I'm here.”
Timmy nodded, looking slightly nervous.
“Say hello to Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton, and Mr. Oscar, Tilly,” she instructed. Timmy glanced at Oscar and the others timidly and greeted them when he saw no malice in the latter's
eyes.
“Come here, little one,” Oscar called out gently, waving him over to them.
Tina nodded her head when Timmy gave her a nervous glance.
He walked over and asked, “Do you need something, Mr. Oscar?”
As he lifted the boy into his arms, Oscar said, “I've something to ask you, little one. Can you be honest
with me?”
Timmy widened his eyes and pondered for a bit before answering, “Okay!”
“Can I ask who gave you the yogurt?” Oscar inquired.
After some thought, the boy replied, “It was given to me by a very tall and good-looking man. I couldn't
see his eyes due to the glasses he was wearing, but if I see him again, I can definitely recognize him.”
“Is he as tall as me?”
“But I don't know how tall you are because you're sitting down.”
Oscar surprisingly smiled and reached out to caress Timmy's head before standing up with the boy in
his arms. “Here. I'm standing now. Can you tell who is taller?”
“Can you put me down, Mr. Oscar?” Oscar abided to his request.
Back on his feet, Timmy looked up at Oscar and commented, “You're slightly taller than him. However,
you're both equally good-looking.”
“Good boy,” the latter praised. “Go back to your mommy.”
While watching Timmy walking back to his mother's side, Oscar said, “For the sake of your child, I will
not send you to the police station, Tina. But we won't allow your family to remain here any longer.
Leave this city tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll find ways to destroy your family's reputation. I don't think you
would want your son's life to be ruined before he even had a chance to enjoy the luxuries of the outside
world, do you?”
Tina paled at his words. She lifted Timmy into her arms before replying, “Thank you for sparing us, Mr.
Oscar. My husband and I will pack up and leave Tayhaven by nightfall. We won't linger here any
longer.”
With that, she rushed for the door while still carrying Timmy. She did not expect to hear Oscar's voice
coming from behind upon reaching the entrance.
“Since you've made a mistake, if you wish to leave this place completely, you must leave two fingers
behind among the three of you. This is the lightest punishment I can give you for the sake of your
child.”
Tina instantly paled, her hands trembling as they held onto her son. “Are you all right, Mommy?” Timmy asked worriedly.
Snapping out of her stupor, Tina turned around and bowed to Oscar. “Thank you, Mr. Oscar. I'll leave
them behind before we go.”
As soon as the mother and son had left, Olivia, who had remained silent the entire time, spoke up. “Are
you going to let her off so easily, Oscar?”
“Of course not. How can I allow someone who harmed my son to walk away with merely losing two
fingers? Since her son means everything to her, I'll let her experience what it's like to have her child
getting food poisoning,” Oscar replied nonchalantly, as though he was merely commenting on the
weather.
Despite her frown, Olivia remained silent.
Owen did not have much of a reaction and only said, “I'll leave it to you to find out the identity of the
man who gave the yogurt, Oscar. Regardless of whether he did it intentionally or not, approaching a
child and tempting him with food shows that he has ulterior motives. Someone like him will surely
become a hidden threat if he remains in this house.”
“Got it, Dad. I'll investigate this matter thoroughly,” Oscar said with a dangerous glint in his eyes.