Mrs. James was extremely shocked. She looked at the person in front of her in surprise, as if she had met a ghost. She said each word with great difficulty, âWhat are you talking about?â
After Grace told Mrs. James what she knew briefly, she said, âThatâs the case. Believe it or not, Iâm not your daughter. I canât save your son. The James family does not lack money, nor does Mr. James lack connections. I believe that if Mr. James really wants to save his son, he could find a match for Payne. If your family canât find a match for him, how could I succeed? Iâm only an outsider. Iâm no helpful for saving your son,â
Grace said calmly. However, if Mrs. James wasnât so shocked at the moment, and if she put in more effort to care about Graceâs feelings, she would sense the wisps of sorrow hidden beneath Graceâs calmness and indifference.
If⦠But in the reality, Mrs. James could not find.
Mrs. James could not find anything else apart from Graceâs calmness. She couldnât sense Graceâs injuries beneath her coldness.
Grace finally landed her gaze on the âMomâ that she had been calling for more than twenty years. Her mom was still wearing luxurious clothes. âGo. Donât waste your time here. Payne... Payne is still waiting for you.â
She could not force herself to call Payne her âbig brotherâ.
It was not only because of the harm that the James family had done to her, but also because of the fact that she wasnât a James.
âNo! Little Grace!â How could Mrs. James let go of her? Grace was the last hope for her!
She had already pounced over recklessly, her hands tightly grabbing onto Grace. She was afraid that Grace would run away. She couldnât give up⦠For her son, she couldnât!
âGrace, you are really my daughter. I know what happened back then!â Mrs. James was so anxious that she forgot to keep the secret. She accidentally confessed to what had happened back then. However, Grace was still expressionless. Thinking that Grace might not believe her, she hurriedly said, âYou donât believe what I said, but you believe in Master James, right?
Master James was such a wise person. If you werenât a James, why would he raise you up?
Little Grace, you know your grandpa better than I do. Master James would not help others raise their children, nor would he hand over such a large amount of property to an outsider.
If you still donât believe me, just think about your childhood. Master James raised you up personally. He taught you everything. He cared about you even more than your brother.â
Hearing Mrs. Jamesâs words to justify herself, Grace was shocked. But looking at Mrs. James, who was anxious, Grace felt exhausted more than ever.
âSo? Mrs. James, you have ignored me for many years because you misunderstood back then that I wasnât your daughter. You didnât dare to tell anyone in your family about your suspicions. You were afraid of losing your title of Mrs. James, right? If you didnât tell anyone, you could watch me go through all the right and wrong, right?â
âLittle Grace, Iâm sorry. Iâ¦â
âAlright, thereâs no need to say anything else. I canât save Mr. Payne. Mrs. James, please remember that Iâm a person with only one kidney.â
How could this woman make such a request to her? She wanted herâa crippled personâto donate her bone marrow?
Grace didnât have the courage to admit that this âmotherâ in front of her would never think of her unless this âmotherâ was in need. Only when Mrs. James was in need of Grace, would she think of her daughter.
âGrace, I came all the way from S City for you. I also felt guilty about you. I think of you often.â
âShut up!â Mrs. Jamesâs sorrowful words only seduced the devil in Graceâs heart out. âMrs. James!â
Grace put her palms in her pockets. She was enduring great pain. She looked at the woman in front of her and said, âYou didnât come all the way for me. You came all the way for your son, Payne!
Am I your daughter?
Am I?
If so, why have I never felt the warmth of my mother?
If not, why do you keep saying that youâre thinking about me because Iâm your daughter?
What exactlyâ¦are you here for? Are you really here for me?
Yes. Right!
You did come here for me!
For the bone marrow in my body!â
Unknowingly, her voice became louder and louder. She even shouted at Mrs. James, âGet out! Get out!
I donât have any bone marrow to save Payne!â
Carol ran over with a deathly pale face and hugged Grace tightly, who could no longer control herself.
âBoss, boss, calm down. Donât be so excited.â
But Grace was like a volcano that had been silent for hundreds of years. She had been viewed as an extinct volcano for too long. But at this moment, it suddenly erupted. Countless lava erupted out. Carol was too weak to hold Grace, who was like a volcano that erupted for the first time after a long silence.
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from afar. A man walked over. He grabbed Carol and pulled her to the side. He stretched out his long arm and tightly held her in his embrace. Even through his clothes, he could feel Grace trembling. His heart ached as he held her tighter and tighter. He whispered, âDonât be afraid. Iâm here. No one can hurt you.â
Grace was shocked. She suddenly raised her head and looked up⦠The next second, she reached out and pushed him away, saying, âWhy are you back?â
The man remained silent. âCaden has got something to do in the company, so he asked his people to go back first. On their way to the airport, they happened to see Mrs. James,â Ingemar, who was standing beside Caden, said in an unfriendly tone, as he pointed at Mrs. James, âin a taxi. They only called Caden after confirming that it was Mrs. James.
Mrs. James was heading towards Erhai Lake. Hearing that, Caden immediately came back. If he wasnât worried about you, he wouldnât have turned back on the way to the hospital.â
âI really do have to ask you, Mr. Shaw. Donât worry about me anymore. Iâm afraid that I wonât live long if Mr. Shaw is worried about me.â
âGrace, itâs been a few years since we last met. Your words are even sharper than a knife. No matter what, Cadenâs head is still bleeding. He ran over worriedly anyway. You can ignore his feeling, but can you try to be nice at least?â Ingemar said angrily. He was irritated by Graceâs mean words.
Hearing Ingemar mention that Cadenâs head was hurt, she looked up and saw scarlet blood oozing out of the gauze on Cadenâs head. Only then did she become silent.
âCarol, there are too many irrelevant people here. Tell Mac and the others to send them away. If anyone wants to make trouble, call the police.â
She rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. Mrs. James could not believe that Grace was going to drive her away just like that.
âLittle Grace, Iâm begging you! Can you save your brother?â
âYour family is neither in need of money nor resources. Mr. James will spare no effort to save his son, Payne. After all, he only has one son.â
âYour father!â Mrs. James closed her eyes and suddenly opened them. She shouted at Grace, who was on the stairs, âYour father has a bastard long ago!â