Even Bailey sat up at her friend's words.
She sensed that Veronique was trembling and instinctively took the latter's hand. “No matter what the results are, we will face it together. Promise me you won't shut yourself out,” she whispered.
Justin's voice sounded from the other end once more.
“I'm sorry. The results showed that we're not a match.”
Veronique shuddered as the last trace of her hope shattered. Despair flashed across her pale face. Her phone slipped from her limp fingers and fell onto the sheet.
Not a match! How could it be? Even the child's father could not save him. Has God never even considered giving Zephyr a chance?
“Hello, Veronique? Are you still there? Hello?”
Justin's urgent voice repeatedly called for her, but Veronique sat stupefied on the bed and gazed silently into the space before her. Her pitch-black pupils were unfocused.
Bailey sighed wordlessly and grabbed the phone from the sheets. “This is Bailey speaking,” she said. “Vero is currently at my place, but she's not doing too well at the moment. You can tell me if you have something to say to her, and I'll relay the message once she feels better.”
“She's over at your place? Oh, what a relief. Ms. Jefferson, please tell her that I will bring Zephyr's bone profile to the Xuereb family in search of a match, and I will immediately contact her when I find one. Don't let her sink into despair. There's still hope.”
“All right. I'm hanging up if there's nothing else.”
After ending the call, Bailey reached out and hugged Veronique. “If we can't find a match, we'll acquire Justin's sperm and make a test tube baby and use the newborn baby's cord blood to rescue Zephyr in seven months.”
Bailey spoke those words with fierce conviction. It was evident that she had made up her mind.
Veronique regained her clarity from the shock and nodded stiffly. “All right. I'll do as you say,” she whispered.
Glen was propped against the headboard in his bedroom at the Chivers residence and having breakfast as Artemis stood with his head bowed at the other end of the bed. The atmosphere within the room was stagnant.
After a bout of silence, Glen spoke. “Do you know why I've summoned you here so early in the morning?”
Artemis did not look up. “Your motives are too profound for me to fathom, Granddad. Please enlighten me,” he murmured.
Glen grunted in disdain. “Let me ask you something. Did you order the fireworks to be released around Disneyland last night?”
Artemis' eyes flashed. Even the air in his immediate vicinity seemed to have solidified. “It was only a fireworks show. Why does it bother you so, Granddad?”
“Hallsbay has not had a fireworks show in years. I paid the mayor a visit yesterday and brought the issue up with him. He agreed that city life was too oppressive and a fireworks show ought to lighten the mood.”
Glen waved his hand impatiently. “Enough. If you intend on beating around the bush, this conversation will never end. We've known each other for too long to be doing this. Speak freely. Have you fallen for the girl of the Jefferson family?”
Meanwhile, a young woman was seated near the window of her private room on the second floor of a café. She cast frequent glances at her watch and then up at the shut sliding door. Her brows were furrowed with anxiety.
Minutes later, the door slid open to admit a mature-looking man clad in a black trench coat.
Scarlett sighed with relief at the newcomer's arrival and stood up to receive him. “You're finally here, Raiden.”
“Why did you summon me so urgently from Jadeborough to Hallsbay?” he asked with a frown. “What trouble have you gotten into this time?”
“Raiden,” Scarlett whined as she clung to her brother's arm. “What sort of trouble would I get into? It's Justin. Something happened to him.”
Raiden narrowed his eyes. “Don't tell me someone died on his table, and he's getting sued.”
Scarlett rolled her eyes speechlessly. “Your imagination is rich, Raiden. I wonder if you would be able to accept it if I told you that Justin has an illegitimate child?”
Raiden's countenance darkened after he regained his composure. A gust of rage rose in his hawklike eyes. “What did you say? Justin has not even married you yet, and he's already messing around and fathered an illegitimate child?”
The air around them instantly became stagnant.
“It wasn't Justin's fault,” Scarlett explained hastily. “That woman took advantage of Justin when he was unconscious and gave birth to their son behind his back. The reason I summoned you here, Raiden, is to discuss how we're going to deal with that woman and her son. Should we spare them, or should we dispose of them?”
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