Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Bentley sped along the road.
Keira, who usually drove carefully due to her anemia, still felt it was too slow.
She had never looked forward to anything as much as she did today in her entire life.
If she was indeed Mrs. Olsenâs daughterâ¦
The mere thought of the possibility put a smile in her eyes.
The car quickly arrived at the Olsen residence. Keira hopped out and waved to Lewis. âMr. Horton, wait for me here.â
After saying that, she turned to enter the house.
But just at that moment, the front door of the Olsen house suddenly opened, and Taylor and Mrs. Olsen hurried out.
Taylorâs arm was covered in blood, and his face was extremely pale.
Mrs. Olsen, supporting his uninjured arm, looked frantic. âTaylor, how are you feeling? Are you dizzy? Weâre going to the hospital right nowâ¦â
The Olsen familyâs driver had taken the day off and wasnât there.
Aunt South couldnât drive.
Taylorâs arms were trembling so much that he couldnât possibly drive.
As Mrs. Olsen grew anxious, she saw Keira and Lewis, and her eyes lit up. âKeira, hurry, take your father and me to the hospital!â
In this life-threatening situation, Keira didnât think about anything else and immediately ushered the two into the car.
They arrived at the hospital very quickly.
Taylor must have lost a lot of blood and was now somewhat weak.
Mrs. Olsen alone couldnât support him.
Seeing this, Keira, without any hint of distaste, helped Taylor onto the emergency room stretcher.
A nurse immediately rushed over, and upon seeing the situation, exclaimed in surprise. âThe patient needs a transfusion! Do you know your blood type?â
âI do,â Taylor answered weakly. âItâs type AB.â
The nurse immediately sprang into action, shouting, âAB blood, quickly, bring it from the blood bank! The patient has lost so much blood that he needs immediate replenishment!â
Taylor was helped onto the emergency bed, and the nurses pushed it toward the operating room at a run.
Mrs. Olsen followed close by the gurney, clasping Taylorâs hands, urging desperately, âTaylor, you mustnât fall asleep. Donât sleepâ¦â
The two soon disappeared down the corridor.
Keira stood dazedly at the entrance of the hospital, watching the direction they had gone, her pretty face turning pale.
All the joy and anticipation she had just moments ago vanished in an instant.
She widened her eyes, looking in the direction Taylor had gone in disbelief. It was as if she had been plunged into an icy river amidst a snowy landscape. A chill suddenly infiltrated her heart.
She stood there, dazed.
Lewis, who had entered with her, noticed her distress and immediately asked, âMiss Olsen? Whatâs wrong?â
Keira stared ahead. âDid you hear that?â
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âHis blood type is AB.â
Lewis paused, taken aback.
âBut I am O-type blood.â
A smile tried to form on Keiraâs face, but it looked worse than tears.
Lewis clenched his jaw tightly.
It was then that Poppy, having received the news, burst in. âTaylor, oh Taylor, how are you? Where are you? Donât scare me!â
Seeing Keira, she immediately rushed over and grabbed her arm. âWhereâs your dad? Which ward is he in? Is he alright?â
Keira looked straight at her, suddenly letting out a low laugh. âAre you sure Mr. Olsen is my dad?â
These words instantly filled Poppyâs eyes with panic. âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Of course, heâs your dad!â
Keira scoffed, her voice filled with helplessness. âAre you sure, a father with AB blood type can have an O-type blood daughter?â
These words turned Poppyâs face pale!
Almost reflexively, she covered Keiraâs mouth forcefully then pulled her outside the hospital.
Dazed, Keira followed her to a deserted area outside, where Poppy finally let go, her expression panicked. She lowered her voice to a furious whisper. âShut up! If youâre not Taylorâs daughter, how can I continue to stay with the Olsen family?!â
Keiraâs eyes hardened. âSo, he really isnât my father. Then who is my father?â
Poppyâs eyes flickered. She was clearly guilty and flustered. âHow should I know? I was seeing several men at that timeâ¦â
She continued, her expression gradually becoming resolute. âThatâs right. I was just using you to get into the Olsen family. How else could a family like ours be connected to the Olsen family? Thatâs why I always told you to keep your distance from your dad when you were growing up. I was afraid of being discovered! I told you to cater to Islaâs every whim for the same reason. The Olsen family doesnât owe you anything; it is you who owe the Olsen family!â
Keira Olsen clenched her fists: âWhen I was four years old, you deliberately sent me to traffickers, was it for this reason too?â
âRight, if you disappeared, I wouldnât have to worry about being discovered!â
After declaring this brazenly, Poppy Hill waved her hand impatiently: âDonât look like someone whose dadâs dead. Since you and Taylor werenât even close, what does it matter if heâs your biological father? Now that youâve left the Olsen family, youâre no longer related to them! I warn you, donât spout any nonsense in front of the Olsens and ruin my opportunity!â
With those words, Poppy rushed back toward Taylorâs hospital ward.
Keira stood still, stunned.
She seemed to have completely forgotten her original purpose of visiting the Olsen residence.
Seeing this, Lewis suddenly took her wrist and led her toward the ward. âWerenât you going to do a DNA test with Mrs. Olsen? Come on..â