Chapter 216

"Harry is dead!"

"..."

A few days later, one afternoon, when Hawk was busy tidying up a corner of the backyard garden under Gwen's direction, Peter, wearing his red and blue spider suit, swung in on a swing, giving Gwen a fright.

But before Gwen could recover, Peter took off his mask and spoke in a low voice.

Hawk couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this news brought by Peter.

Gwen, who had just been startled by Peter and hadn't reacted yet, became even more dazed after hearing this news.

For a good while.

Gwen finally reacted, looking at Peter, who sat on the corridor floor after saying this.

Peter held his head with both hands, looking very sad and heartbroken.

Gwen blinked her eyes, walked to Hawk's side, looked at Peter's appearance, and asked Hawk in a low voice: "What's the situation?"

Hawk responded.

"It's about the thing when I went to Osborn that day."

"... Oh."

Gwen remembered, then looked at Peter, who was holding his head with both hands, and said cautiously: "Peter, is it because of your blood?"

Peter looked up at Gwen and nodded.

Once again, it was different from the original plot.

In the original plot, Peter didn't give Harry his blood, which led to Harry becoming the Little Green Goblin and finally dying miserably at Peter's hands.

But this time, Peter gave it.

The result...

Harry still died.

Hawk raised an eyebrow, then looked at Peter somewhat puzzled.

"That shouldn't be, before you gave it, didn't you tell Harry that your blood might be his poison?"

"I did."

"And then?"

"Harry called me yesterday, he was very happy, saying it was a success."

"Wait."

Hawk heard this, hurriedly interrupted Peter's words, and looked at Peter: "Harry already injected it yesterday?"

Peter nodded.

"Yeah, he injected it yesterday afternoon, saying it was a success."

"And he died this morning?"

"Yes."

"Then what does this have to do with you?"

Hawk heard this time difference, couldn't help but shake his head, looking at the guilty Peter: "If Harry had died right after injecting it yesterday, you could feel guilty, but Harry passed away a day after injecting it, what does it have to do with you?"

Peter, sitting on the corridor floor with his hands holding his head, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

He looked up, staring at Hawk without blinking.

Hawk shrugged.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"But... if it wasn't because of the serum, then how did Harry die?"

"You're asking me?"

Hawk looked at Peter somewhat amusedly, then asked curiously: "Who found Harry?"

Peter stood up from the floor.

"Felicia."

"That female assistant?"

"Yeah."

Peter nodded: "Felicia also lives in the manor. She saw Harry hadn't come downstairs this morning, so she asked the servant to wake Harry up. As a result, after the servant pushed open the bedroom door, they saw Harry dead on the bed."

Hawk captured the keyword.

"Dead miserably?"

"I didn't ask for specifics. I originally called Harry, intending to go see how Harry was recovering, but Felicia answered the phone. She instructed me not to tell anyone about this for the time being, but I was too confused, so I thought of you."

"Indeed, you can't tell."

Gwen, who was listening quietly to the two's conversation on the side, said to Peter: "Harry finally took over Osborn Industry and stabilized Osborn's stock price. If the news of Harry's passing spreads at this time, it will be a huge blow to Osborn Industry."

And this huge blow wasn't just an ordinary huge blow.

As everyone knows.

The Osborn family has a genetic disease that is difficult to determine even with modern medicine, and for a long time, the Osborn family has had few descendants.

Harry's grandfather had three children in total, but it was Norman Osborn who truly carried Osborn forward.

Norman Osborn only had Harry as his son.

But...

Harry wasn't married yet, and didn't even have descendants.

Now that Harry is dead, whether Osborn Industry can continue to be called Osborn in the future is a question.

Sure enough.

Three days later.

After the news that Harry Osborn passed away due to a sudden illness was reported, the stock price of Osborn Biological Industry fell like jumping off a cliff.

But with three days of preparation, the downward trend was stabilized somewhat following a series of statements from Osborn Biological Industry.

Although it was still falling, at least it wasn't a cliff-like fall.

At the same time.

Harry Osborn's funeral was also held in the Osborn family cemetery.

Hawk and Gwen, as Harry's friends during his lifetime, also received the invitation letter sent by Felicia and came again to the Osborn family cemetery located behind Osborn Manor.

This funeral was hosted by Felicia.

Because Felicia was Norman Osborn's adopted daughter.

This matter was only disclosed by the omnipotent media yesterday, and at the same time, there was gossip saying that Harry Osborn left a will, and if any accident happened to him, all his property would be inherited by Felicia.

"This isn't gossip."

"This is true."

Peter, who was participating in this funeral standing with Hawk and Gwen, said in a low voice: "I know about this."

Gwen looked sideways at Peter.

Peter explained: "For a period of time after Norman Osborn passed away, Harry's mood was very bad. He told me that he didn't trust anyone in Osborn and always felt someone wanted to harm him, so he made a will at the first opportunity, and the beneficiary was Felicia."

Gwen said in a low voice: "So, Felicia is really Harry's sister?"

Peter nodded: "Yeah, she was adopted by Norman since she was a child, but it wasn't made public. Harry also told me about this before, telling me not to tell anyone."

Gwen nodded suddenly, then looked at Hawk on the side.

Hawk's attention wasn't here.

Gwen followed Hawk's gaze, looked at the coffin where the final farewell ceremony was being held not far away, and pushed Hawk gently.

"Hawk?"

"Yeah? Yeah."

Hawk recovered and looked at Gwen: "What's wrong?"

Gwen blinked.

"What are you looking at?"

"Looking at the coffin."

Hawk didn't hide it.

He thought of the somewhat familiar scent he smelled when he came to Osborn Manor a few days ago.

However, at that time, he followed the scent, passed through the side building, and saw the Osborn family cemetery, so he didn't look anymore.

Because he had already found the source of that very familiar aura at that time.

Norman Osborn's grave.

He thought at the time that this aura was the aura of Norman Osborn's death.

But now.

This aura of death appeared again when he came to attend this funeral.

And this time, the source of the aura wasn't emanating from Norman Osborn's grave, but from the coffin containing Harry Osborn's body.

Hawk thought, and looked at Peter.