Chapter 222



Tyrone nodded, finding Ewing’s suggestion reasonable. “You’re aware of Ewing’s connections. Since he’s secured a capable doctor for you, just stay and consult the doctor. It’s for your health.”

Bria frowned subtly and forced a smile. “If securing an appointment proves difficult, then let’s not bother. No matter how many doctors I visit, my condition remains unchanged. I’d rather return to Ferelden.”

Ewing looked at Bria with a meaningful gaze. “It seems you’re upset with me. Alright, disregard my suggestion.”

With Ewing having put it that way, Bria found herself unable to protest further. She clenched her teeth, relenting. “But I do want to visit the doctor. Thank you for your arrangement, Ewing.”

Ewing gave a nod and then cast a glance at Bria, signaling her to step outside.

However, Bria seemed not to take his cue. She approached Tyrone and began massaging his shoulders. “Grandpa, I heard that my cousin is soon to be located. Is that true? What does she look like? I’ve never seen her photo, not even her mother’s images. I really can’t even picture her.”

The smile vanished from Tyrone’s face, leaving him staring vacantly. “I don’t know what she looks like either.”

Witnessing Tyrone’s troubled expression, Ewing grew concerned. He swiftly said to Tyrone, “Grandpa, don’t fret. I’ve already dispatched someone to relay the message to the Miller family. When Sarah arrives, you can see for yourself if she’s the one you’ve been searching for.”

“Miller family? Sarah?” Bria mused for a moment before an idea dawned on her. “Sarah is our lost cousin? That would indeed be wonderful news.”

Ewing noticed Bria’s intent to provoke Tyrone, and his tone carried a hint of irritation as he addressed Bria, “It’s not yet confirmed. This isn’t something you need to concern yourself with.”

Bria, feeling slighted, retorted, “Why? Just because I’ve been excluded from family matters due to my delicate health doesn’t mean I shouldn’t inquire. Are you upset with me?”

As Bria spoke, tears began to form in her eyes, spilling over her lashes and accentuating her woeful expression. Her already pale face, flushed with distress, made it even more difficult for anyone to reprimand her.

Ewing felt a nagging headache coming on. He was well aware of Bria’s congenital heart disease, a condition she had battled since childhood, making it impossible for people to scold her harshly.

Although Bria had grown up and lost some of the innocence of her childhood, in Ewing’s eyes, she remained his cousin.

Ewing’s voice softened as he spoke. “I didn’t mean it that way. We haven’t confirmed anything yet. I plan to bring Sarah to the hospital for our grandpa to meet. If our grandpa recognizes her as the one he’s been searching for, we’ll move forward with a paternity test. After all, our grandpa is the only one who had seen both my aunt and cousin.”

Bria stopped crying and wiped away her tears, nodding slightly. “I see.”

Despite her understanding facade, Bria was filled with reluctance. How could someone who had been missing for so many years still be considered part of the Nixon family, especially when they didn’t even share the same last name?

Bria couldn’t grasp why her grandfather, despite his advanced age, was so determined to find his missed granddaughter, even suggesting offering half of the family inheritance.

To Bria’s astonishment, Ewing seemed to be unbothered by this suggestion.

A sense of crisis began to swell within Bria. Due to her fragile health, she had always been the focal point of her family’s care and affection. The thought of losing that exclusive love and attention to someone else was unbearable.

Having gathered enough information, Bria soon excused herself.

As Bria made her way out, she nearly walked straight into someone.

The man reacted swiftly, grabbing Bria’s arm to prevent a collision.

Bria steadied herself and looked up to see the man with a sharply defined jawline and piercing, dark eyes. His features were striking, and he stood tall, leaving a lasting impression of handsomeness on Bria.

Although Bria hadn’t encountered many good-looking men in her life, this one quickened her pulse like no other. However, his demeanor toward her was decidedly aloof.

Once Bria regained her balance, the man immediately let go of her arm and stepped back, pressing his lips together in a tight line, showing no desire to converse.

At that moment, Edgar, who was nearby, chimed in with an apologetic smile, “Sorry about that, miss. Mr. Reeves is in quite a rush. Are you alright?”

Bria paid no heed to Edgar, her eyes locked on Jake, the man in question.

“Mr. Reeves? The Reeves family?” Bria muttered under her breath, her tone laced with a touch of disdain as she scrutinized Jake, her pretty face betraying a trace of arrogance that made clear her disregard for the Reeves family.

Edgar could discern from Bria’s tone that she likely hailed from an affluent background.

Just as Edgar was bracing for a challenging encounter, Ewing emerged from Tyrone’s ward and cast a glance at Bria. “Bria, this is the visitor. If you have nothing else to do, just head back.”

With apparent reluctance, Bria shifted aside, making way for Jake to pass.

As Bria moved away, she couldn’t resist throwing a furtive glance over her shoulder at Jake.

Jake, for his part, did not give Bria a second look, not once turning to acknowledge her.

A tumult of emotions flickered in Bria’s eyes. She grasped her current predicament involved figuring out how to handle Kallie. If Kallie remained in Avalon, complications would surely arise.

But Bria didn’t feel like letting Kallie leave for Ferelden now since she had to linger in Avalon for a while. She needed to find either a secure location or someone reliable to keep an eye on Kallie.

Meanwhile, as Kallie was exiting the hospital with Bria’s men, she noticed several familiar vehicles in the underground garage.

With just one look, Kallie instantly recognized them as Jake’s cars.

Kallie’s heart suddenly raced. She wanted to slowly approach Jake’s cars and look for a chance to ask for help.

But this task proved to be difficult with so many eyes on her.

Kallie finally realized that Bria, who seemed gentle and harmless, was far from merciful. Taking a risk could lead to severe consequences.

Clenching her fists, Kallie decided to walk past Jake’s cars instead.

As Kallie got into the car, Bria’s soft voice confirmed her fears. “I had my suspicions you might try to escape, but it seems you’ve resigned yourself to your fate. Had you dashed out to seek help from those in the parking lot, I would’ve brought you back and broken your limbs.”

Despite the daylight, a chill ran through Kallie as she heard this. She clenched her teeth, relieved that she hadn’t acted on impulse.

Bria stared at Kallie with a bright smile. “You’d better behave by my side. Though I shouldn’t say this, I brought you from the human trafficker. Don’t even think about running away. Besides, escape is impossible. Do you understand?”

Kallie picked up the phone Bria had given her for communication and typed, “If you spare me and my child, I will comply willingly.”

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