Chapter 317 Oliver In A Pickle


    George''s serious tone put a frown on Julian. "Marshal Wright, did something happen?"


    There was a momentary silence on the line before the older man said, "Something happened to


    Oliver. It''s just a small issue. I can handle it. It’s just, Luna and the kids might get worried if they see


    it. Cover it for m e."


    The attempt to sound rxed was evident in George''s voice but Julian’s frown only creased deeper.


    The Wrights were already a family at the top of the societal pyramid. Whatever that happened to


    Oliver must not be something small if Marshal Wright was trying so hard to hide it from Luna and the


    girls.


    Julian did not pursue it further, however. He only asked, "Do you need help?"


    "No thanks," George said, his tone now tinged with ice. "We''ve gone through years of storms. It''s


    not as simple as they think to take the Wrights down. I just hope that you can keep this a secret


    from Luna and the children.”


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    "Sure, I''ll do my best," Julian promised.


    "Thank you," George said, fatigue seeping from his voice. "I guess what happened wille out on


    the news soon. You can have a look at yourself then, but remember, Luna and the girls must not


    find out."


    George had emphasized this for the umpteenth time, s o Julian could only catch on to the severity


    of the matter. However, he did not show too much emotion,plying with an indifferent hum.


    The call ended shortly. The women suspected nothing as they thought that it was a business call.


    Julian did not act any differently but he covertly asked someone to keep him updated on news in


    Skyking City.


    The next day, he received the cause and effect of Oliver’s plight. Julian asked George again and the


    latter recounted the particr episode this time without avoiding it.


    After the holiday, Oliver had received gifts.


    The Wrights never epted valuable gifts, so presents were usually simple and straightforward like


    fruit and food. Oliver usually received them in the past years as well, and thus he epted the ones


    he was gifted this year without much caution.


    The second day, however, people came knocking on his door using him to have epted a


    large sum of bribery.


    Oliver stood clear that he had never done it, allowing them to search his ce without a single


    speck of a guilty conscience.


    Cash was unexpectedly found in the boxes of fruits, loaded inside after the cartons were cut open.


    At the very bottom of the cash, there was a nameless Switzend bank card that contained a hefty


    sum of five million dors.


    Oliver was unable to clear his name no matter what he said and was temporarily held in custody.


    The case was currently being investigated, the truth unknown.


    Nheless, it was obvious that someone was targeting the Wrights as spections spread like


    wildfire outside once Oliver was captured. Oliver epting a huge amount of bribery by leveraging


    his official rank was rumored and passed on with a life of its own. Newspapers and the inte were


    roiling in heated discussions.


    George, who was upright, had not given it much thought at first, believing that Oliver''s name would


    be cleared naturally when the investigation result was announced. He did not expect that public


    gossip would escte the whole situation to all the Wrights.


    Some online posts were iming, as if they were witnesses, that Oliver was shouting about his


    father, George Wright, and he would be released briefly no matter what he had done when he was


    caught.


    Rying the entire case to Julian, George felt a headache. "This is crazy! Why is the public mouth


    so terrifying nowadays?"


    Julian arched a brow.


    The old man had been righteous his whole life.


    Although he held a lot of influence and power now, he had only always thought of himself as an


    average militant.


    Oliver’s predicament stumped George. He did not understand why the people he had spent his


    whole life, both metaphorically and literally, protecting were turning the arrowhead toward him


    suddenly.


    "Someone''s behind this. They''ve prepared a bunch of biased opinions in advance. We won''t be able


    to exin it now," Julian said calmly. "The best we can d o now is control where the public''s opinion


    is swaying."


    "No." George was agitated. "We can''t let some dark history twenty years over repeat itself. Just


    wait, when the investigation result is out, everyone will return Oliver and the Wrights our innocence


    and justice."


    Julian felt a looming headache.


    Marshal Wright was a principled man, but he seemed t o be... a little too principled.


    The person who was targeting the Wrights was obviously resorting to any trick, yet he was not


    counterattacking. Instead, he was pinning his hopes o n the investigation result.


    The storm that swept the Wrights did not actually have too much to do with Julian, but they were


    rted to Susie now, right? This made them rted to him too.


    Julian rubbed his temples. "Marshal Wright, have you checked who sent the fruits then? And who


    epted them? Usually, you scrutinize the gifts when you ept them. With so much money in the


    fruit baskets, why did no one realize it?"


    George was stunned for a long moment before he said, "Oh, right! Why didn''t the person who


    received the parcel check them?"


    Julian was speechless. He was now skeptical about how the Wrights had managed toe up to


    where they were now with how straightforward and unassuming George and Oliver were.


    "So, why don''t you check those out first?" Julian prompted.


    "Okay, okay," George agreed and was a little embarrassed. "I''m not good at dealing with these


    things. If Luna were here, she’d analyze it for me but I don''t want her to worry so..."


    "So, you can let me know if there’s any update. I can analyze them for you," said Julian.


    "Ah, Susie''s got a good husband. Well done!" Marshal Wright hung up in gratitude.


    Later, he sent the updates to Julian. The name, telephone number, and address of the parcel''s


    sender were all fake. There was no way to determine who was actually the sender now. As for the


    person who epted the parcel, it was an old servant at home. The servant hadmitted suicide


    with a drug


    overdose when George managed to track it to him.


    With the clues stopping here, Oliver was put into a precarious situation as no amount of denial


    would work in his favor. The reason he was not sentenced to a penalty yet was because, one, he


    denied it, and two, there was no clear motive from Oliver.


    If this went on and there was no additional concrete evidence, Oliver would most probably be


    released. In spite of it, his case was already taking over the inte. Even when he was released,


    the Wrights'' reputation would have soured.


    Julian narrowed his eyes. The person targeting the Wrights was brutal in his strategy. The


    mastermind knew that the money could not put a sentence on Oliver as well. The goal was to


    destroy the Wrights'' reputation and thus uproot the entire family.


    To be honest, the sticky situation was not a dead end. I t was just that they wanted to resolve the


    case in a virtuous and open manner. This would pose some difficulty.