âWhat ⦠will happen to me?â
Nora was terrified. Graceâs expression was extremely strange, which made her heartbeat rapid.
âIf grandfather is still alive,â Grace was calm, âyou will be killed.â
Seeing a flicker of suspicion flashed across her eyes, Grace just stared at her soberly. âNo need to doubt it. What you think is right.â
Natural calamities or man-made misfortunes⦠Everything you can think of.
And those you didnât expect.
âCar accident, a fall from a tall building, drowning, disease, fire, kidnapping â¦â
âStop!â before Grace could finish her words, Nora cried out in fright with her face pale, âStop talking!â
She stared at Grace in horror. What a scary woman!
She was actually able to speak out these terrible things emotionlessly.
They were all about âkillingâ!
Sure enough, Grace was not ordinary. She was a murderer!
She had always known that Jafarâs daughter had been in prison for some reason. And she had even laughed at her with her friends. She only regarded Grace as their laughingstock.
But now, she was actually in the face of a murderer!
She was somewhat regretful. She had just hurried here and didnât make full preparation.
She carefully studied Grace who could talk about killings so calmly, worrying she would really make it.
However, as she saw her son who was standing beside her from the corner of her eyes, she restrained her fear. âI ... I can do anything as long as Ollie can be recognized and return to the James family.â
Actually, Jafar still had some money. She had been with Jafar since she was twenty years old. In the past dozen or so years, he had never treated her shabbily. Compared with Mrs. James, she only lacked the status and even got more from Jafar.
Naturally, over the past decade or so, she had clearly realized that for the upper-class, money was not such an important thing.
And Jafar had nothing expect money.
Not to mention that the money he had wasnât much.
How could Jafarâs assets be comparable to a large enterprise like the James Group?
Only by returning to the James family would Ollie be promising.
âOh ⦠so you shouldnât come to see me.
You should go find Mrs. James. Only after she agrees will your son be recognized as a member of the James family.
Ms. Dyer, according to my ID card, my surname is Shaw, not James.â
Unwilling to give up, Nora wanted to say something more. Taking a glance at her, Grace directly stopped her.
âWell,â she looked at Ollie, âPayne has leukemia and needs a bone marrow transplant. Being the son of Mr. James, Ollie surely has ties of blood with Payne. Why donât you go find Mrs. James and have a check-up? If their bone marrow matches, I think Mrs. James might agree to your request.â
As she casually spoke, Nora who was pleading felt shocked. Her ears hummed and her hands couldnât help but shake while holing Ollieâs hand.
She would never think that Grace actually wanted to hurt Ollie!
âHow can that be? Ollie is only ten years old. How could such a young child donate his bone marrow?
He will be done if he does!â Nora anxiously rejected, âMrs. Shaw, didnât your bone marrow happen to match?â
A cold light flashed across Cadenâs eyes. He glared at Nora with his gaze as sharp as blade, âWho told you?â He did not believe that it was her own plan as she said it without hesitation. He looked down with his eyelashes drooped. After thinking for a while, he coldly stared at Nora.
âGo back and tell Jafar. If he dares to hurt my wife, I will take his kidneys to feed the fish!â
How dare they want to take advantage of Grace!
Caden narrowed his eyes and gazed at Ollie, who was tall and thin and was standing at the side.
Noraâs heart skipped a beat as she hurried to hide him behind her. She lowered her head and thought for a moment.
âJafar ... he doesnât dare to do so.â Gritting her teeth, Nora seemed to have made a difficult decision.
She looked at Grace in embarrassment, âMrs. Shaw, I may take Ollie to have a check-up first. If his bone marrow really matches Payneâs and Mrs. James agrees to recognize him, I will sign on the agreement of bone marrow donation. But you should promise me that no matter what the check-up result is, Ollie ⦠â
Grace smiled faintly, âSince you have the intention to save Payne, of course I will intercede for you with Mrs. James.â
Noraâs eyes instantly lit up. She cried out in surprise, âMrs. Shaw, you canât go back on your word!â
Grace just smiled as she watched them leave happily.
After Nora left the Shawâs with her son.
âMom, I donât want to donate my bone marrow.â
Ollie looked extremely reluctant.
âWho asked you to donate?â Nora said with a sullen face, âJust put on a show. Sacrifice my sonâs health for the son of that ugly old woman? Theyâre just daydreaming.â
âBut â¦.â
âBut what? Just ask your father to find someone to make a fake identification. Your father didnât want you to suffer, so he went to Erhai Lake to look for Grace, who had been in prison. Or why didnât he go find that ugly woman instead of going so far away?â
âJafar said that his daughter was fierce to strangers and was actually very soft-hearted while facing her families. Mrs. James had treated her like this, but as long as she implored her, no matter how strong her grudge was, she wouldnât bear to leave that ugly woman and her son alone.
You see, she has been back to S City, hasnât she? â
Nora returned home.
Jafar was reading the newspaper.
âI went to the Shawâs.â Nora had concealed it from Jafar about going to find Grace, but now, as she wanted him to make a fake identification. Nora told him the truth after thinking for a long while.
Jafar paused for a moment before turning the newspaper. âFor what did you go to the Shawâs?â
Nora changed into her housecoat, which made her looked sexy and energetic as a young woman. She said in a wronged tone, âIâm going to beg your daughter to help recognize Ollie as a James.â
Jafarâs face suddenly turned dark, but his voice was gentle, âSo what? I have been cold-shouldered since Iâm getting old and useless?â
Nora knew him well. The older he got, the weirder he became. Especially when he was not so vigorous, he became more and more demented while having sex.
As she had suffered it, she must make her son be recognized as a James. Otherwise, why would she stay with an old man?
Though dissatisfied, she stood behind Jafar and gently kneaded his shoulders. She said in an extremely wronged tone, making him couldnât help but feel sorry for her, âYou know that I myself donât want anything. Itâs just because that a few days ago, Mrs. James went to Ollieâs school to make such a fuss and made him so ashamed in front of his classmates.
I donât want anything of the James family. All I want is Ollie can be recognized and be able to live as a dignified and imposing child.â
While saying with a wronged look, Nora peeked at Jafar. Sure enough, the old man hesitated. Seeing the time came, Nora played her trump card. She softly leaned against him just like a butterfly with her slender arms wrapping around his neck. âHoney~â
As getting old and useless, Jafar liked it best.
Seeing him relieved and smiling, Nora sneered with a glimmer of disgust in her eyes. The damn old man! He was actually a freak!