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Keiraâs mouth corner twitched.
Her gaze returned to Mrs. Olsen⦠She thought of Uncle Olsenâs protection of her, and the madness that seemed ready to create a bloodbath in the hospital for her sake.
She couldnât help but wonder if there was something between Mrs. Olsen and
Uncle Olsen.
Should she go see Uncle Olsen then?
Keira hesitated.
isla would meet someone without any hesitation. She harbored the intention to curry favor, wanting to let Jake know about her connections, but Keira didnât need any of that.
From Taylor and Uncle Olsenâs conversation, it was obvious Mrs. Olsen didnât want to see Uncle Olsen, so as Mrs. Olsenâs daughter, Keira should certainly side with her mother!
With this thought, Keira replied to the message. âIâm sorry. Iâll go if my mom
agrees.â
When she sent this message, she didnât know why, but there was an inexplicable feeling of happiness in her heart.
When she was little, other people would always say âMy mom wonât let me do this and thatâ, and later there was even a popular phrase online that went âMy mom wonât let me play with idiots.â
But every time she saw those words, she would pause slightly.
Because her âmomâ would only tell her not to defy Miss Islaâs orders and not to do well on tests. She never truly cared for Keiraâs welfare.
But now, she also had a loving mother.
A glimmer appeared in Keiraâs eyes. She walked to Mrs. Olsenâs bedside again and took her other hand. Even though the word was hard to say, she still said
âMomâ¦â
Right after it was spoken, Mrs. Olsen, who had remained motionless on the bed, moved her eyes slightly.
Keira seemed to sense something, and just as she was about to look at her
mother, her phone suddenly rang.
Keira glanced at the caller ID, took another look at Mrs. Olsen, then walked to the side to take the call.
She didnât see that when she let go of Mrs. Olsenâs hand, Mrs. Olsenâs fingers also moved slightly.
Keira stepped out to answer the call, and a voice came from the other end. âOh, my dear Researcher Nora, our Alzheimerâs project has reached the final stage, and the research institute in Clance has also begun the clinical trial phase, with many people signing up. Since you are in Crera, could you possibly take charge of the scientific data in Clance?â
Keira said indifferently, âDidnât we agree that Iâm only responsible for the research and not the subsequent management?â
âThereâs no helping it. Crera is a country of personal relationships. As soon as we put out our project, many people tried to get a trial spot through connections. But we have limited initial funding, and the medicine is only enough for 50 people, so it has to be managed by you, our unbiased researcher!â
Keira reflected for a moment. âThen I wonât take anyoneâs connections into consideration, and Iâll only select suitable subjects for the experiment.â
âNo problem.â
The person on the other end laughed. âIn Crera, probably only your status can intimidate those administrators. Iâm truly desperate to have come to you for this.â
âUnderstood.â
Keira then said, âBy the way, I have a very important person in Oceanion who probably canât wait until the end of the drug trial. Arrange for someone from Clance to come over in person.â
âNo problem at all,â the other person laughed. âIâm also very curious about who the person that made you suddenly pick up this long-stalled project must be?â
Keira lowered her gaze. âItâs my husbandâs grandmother.â
âOK, got it!â
Keira hung up, the corners of her lips curling up into a faint smile.
Keira hadnât expected the progression of Alzheimerâs drugs to be faster than she imagined. Now that her grandmotherâs condition was still good, applying the medication should mean she might be able to recall past memories after a while.
Then, they would be able to clear up the mystery of why she and Lewis were married in the first place!
Of course, Keira wasnât doing all this for the old Mrs. Horton just because she wanted to know the answer, but because during her most painful and helpless moments, Mrs. Horton had given her the warmth of a family.
Thinking back to the warm moments she had spent with old Mrs. Horton in that small two-bedroom apartment, Keira was moved
Then, she looked toward Mrs. Olsen.
âMom, you have to wake up soon and make up for over twenty years weâve
missed.â
Just as she thought about this, Lewisâs phone began to ring.
Keira assumed he was busy with company matters and didnât mind, but then she heard Lewisâs voice, deep and panicked. âWhat? Grandma fainted? Iâll come back right away!â
After hanging up, he glanced at Keira.
Keira glanced at Mrs. Olsen, and without hesitation, she walked up to him. âIâll go back with you.â
She had been insistent on staying by Mrs. Olsenâs side because it was clear Mrs. Olsen had something to tell her before she fainted, so Keira wanted Mrs. Olsen to see her as soon as she woke up.
Now that she knew what Mrs. Olsen wanted to say, and since Mrs. Olsen wouldnât wake up anytime soon, she decided to go back to the Horton family with Lewis to see how Grandma was.
Down in the parking garage.
Ellis stared at his phone for a long while, rubbing his eyes and thinking he must have read it wrong.
Uncle Olsen was someone those Clance elitists would die to ingratiate themselves with â even Isla and Jake had wanted to make sure they treated him well after seeing him.
Even just now, when Jake left, heâd come over to say goodbye and mentioned they had prepared a place for them to stay.
But what was this response from Keira?
She would listen to her mother?
He pursed his lips, and even the veins in his forehead throbbed!
Did Keira even realize what she was doing?
Even if she wasnât an illegitimate daughter, she was just a daughter from a second-tier wealthy family and certainly wasnât good enough for Lewis. If Uncle Olsen cared for her so much, she just had to say a few kind words, and if Uncle Olsen recognized her as his goddaughter, everything would naturally fall into place!
That Keira really didnât know what was good for her!
All of Ellisâs subtle movements were witnessed by Uncle Olsen, who asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
Ellis pulled a face and handed him the phone.
After seeing the response, Uncle Olsen didnât get angry but instead laughed. âThis Keira has indeed inherited Miss Jodieâs spirit!
He hadnât really favored Isla, finding her behavior too petty, not at all like Miss Jodie.
Unexpectedly, Keira hadnât only the same aura as Miss Jodie but even a similar personality!
A look of admiration flashed across Uncle Olsenâs eyes.
He was about to get back into the car when he suddenly saw Lewis and a girl running out from the hospital buildingâs entrance in a hurry!
Uncle Olsenâs steps faltered slightly, and his gaze fell on the girl!