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Chase pushed the phone away from Blanc.
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“Finish your food. Isn’t your mentor taking you into surgery this afternoon? Save some time to review the case.”
While they were chatting, both of their phones buzzed several times at once. At the same time, the hospital’s emergency broadcast blared overhead.
It was a Code Blue.
Chase and Blanc exchanged a glance, dropped their utensils, and bolted toward the OR.
They didn’t expect the patient to be a child.
And the closer they got, the more familiar the child looked.
One glance at the bloodied leg and unconscious face, and Chase froze–was that Joy?
Henry’s daughter?
But the woman who brought her in wasn’t Wendy.
“Car accident victim! Get imaging ready, stat!” A team rushed the girl into the radiology room for scans, while others began locating the primary wound site based on visible bleeding.
The woman who had brought the child stood nervously in the hallway. A nurse came out and asked, “Does the child have any history of allergies?”
The woman looked panicked, eyes darting as if she were trying to avoid someone. She paused, then shook her head. “No. She’s lived abroad since birth. She just came back this year. No allergies.”
The nurse made a note and followed up, “Any drug allergies?”
This time, the woman looked genuinely unsure. The nurse frowned. “We’ve located the source of bleeding, but we need to operate immediately. If you don’t know her drug allergies, we’ll have to do a series of skin tests, and that will waste time. Is the family aware?”
The woman hesitated, stammering. The nurse grew suspicious. “And who are you to the child?”
This time, the woman raised her voice. “I’m her mother. Her biological mother.”
“A real mother wouldn’t be clueless about her child’s medical history. Anyone else at home? If
you
can’t answer clearly, I’m calling the police.” The nurse pulled out her phone, ready to dial.
Chase, watching through the observation window, saw the whole scene.
So this some load’s historical mother
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Ever since Henry brought Joy back, no one had mentioned this woman. Joy always called Wendy Pretty lady and didn’t seem to remember her real mom at all.
After some thought, Chase picked up his phone and called Wendy. Whatever beef he had with Henry, this was about a kid–and that was different.
“Wendy.” As soon as the line connected, Chase kept his eyes on the woman. Something about her seemed off. Shifty. Guilty, even.
“What’s up? Miss me already?” Wendy sounded relaxed. One of her most difficult projects had. finally made real progress. She was planning to take a few days off to spend with Chase. Maybe once she got back, they’d even remarry.
But after what Chase said next, her smile faded. Her entire expression turned serious.
“You said Joy was brought in by a woman? What did she look like?”
The woman had deep–set features, looked possibly mixed race, and spoke fluent English. Other than not knowing much about her daughter, there was nothing overtly suspicious.
“Wait for me. I’m coming right now.”
Before Chase could even explain that Joy’s injuries weren’t too serious, Wendy had already hung
- up.
Chase chuckled bitterly at his own bleeding heart.
That woman was technically his rival in love, but here he was calling his ex–wife to report it. From the sound of it, Wendy was panicked. She’d hung up before he could say Joy was stable.
She really cares.
He found himself wondering–if he and Wendy had a child, would she react the same way?
Back when they got married, Wendy had made it clear: it was a contractual marriage. No kids. And to protect Wendy’s image, Chase even had to say publicly that he didn’t want children.
As a result, many people assumed Chase was infertile.
Wendy quickly contacted Sammy and rushed to the hospital.
“How did Joy end up with Shanelle?”
Joy’s biological mother’s original name was Shanelle. Her family had immigrated overseas, and she seemed to have changed her name after that.
“No idea. Where’s Fiona? She didn’t say anything about Joy being out?” Wendy asked.
They were in such a hurry, they didn’t even bring a driver. Sammy drove while Wendy sat in the back.
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two hours ago, a woman picked Joy up. Joy said she knew her.”
“And Fiona just let her go? Didn’t even confirm with Henry?”
“She did. Henry said it was fine.”
So Henry was in contact with Shanelle. Her absence at Joy’s birthday party must have been part of some deal.
Wendy said, “This time, we’re bringing that woman in. Waylon’s still looking for people too.”
The Moses case was tied to the Hudd family–and the Hudd family was at the root of it all. Waylon hadn’t been able to catch them overseas, and suspected someone had helped them escape. That’s why he came back.
“You know, your accident years ago–it wasn’t a coincidence. Back then, Moses was at the peak of his power. You were standing in his way, so they tried to take you out to pressure Madam Mandy. But your husband showed up and saved you. That’s why Henry was suddenly shipped overseas.
That’s right. It wasn’t until Wendy took over Quinn Group that she began to uncover the massive secret her mother had left buried.
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