Chapter 476


    The news hit Frederick like a thunderbolt, a man known for his decisiveness and swift action, he found


    himself at a loss for words.


    “But how could this be? Manley’s blood type doesn’t match mine or Yuna’s?”


    His question left Yuna looking like she had seen a ghost. This was it, he found out. No matter what she


    said now, there was no way to exin why Manley’s blood type didn’t match Frederick’s.


    Terror gripped her as she sneakily nced at Frederick, only to find him staring back with a look that


    was bothplex and intimidating. His gaze was fierce, like a predator ready to rip its prey apart.


    “Freddie… I… I don’t know what’s going on…” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, her


    mind racing for some way out of this disaster.


    Just then, the nurse’s timely voice cut through the tension, offering Yuna a lifeline – “Mr. Winston,


    please stay calm. Due to your long history of smoking, your blood has a high level of carbon monoxide,


    making you ineligible for blood transfusion. You were ruled out before we could even get to the


    matching process.”


    Yuna felt her heart flutter with excitement. She could hardly believe her good fortune. She silently


    breathed a sigh of relief. Her emotions had been on a roller coaster ride, leaving her clutching her chest


    to calm her racing heart.


    Quickly regaining herposure, she turned to the nurse, “So, what’s the next step?”


    “The patient needs to be admitted for treatment with medication for now. We’ll keep looking for a donor.


    If we can perform the surgery before he turns four, there will be enough time.”


    Before he turns four? That was a year away.


    Yuna finally rxed, but Frederick was still worried. A year could fly by in the blink of an eye. He


    remembered the exhausting search for apatible donor for Barnes, which had taken nearly a year.


    He hoped Manley would not face the same fate.


    Knowing there was no quick fix, Frederick arranged for Manley to be ced in a VIP room and made


    several calls to his widework, initiating a search for a donor. After ensuring everything was in ce,


    he returned to Thunderbolt Enterprises to deal with some work, leaving Yuna at the hospital.


    She called her parents, Zoe and Ablett, to share the close call they’d had and the need for discretion


    moving forward. She also briefed them on Manley’s condition.


    The news of Frederick almost finding out and their beloved grandson’s hospitalization sent Zoe and


    Ablett rushing to the hospital in a state of anxious urgency.


    Arriving at the hospital, they found Manley already asleep. Standing silently by his bedside, they were


    overwhelmed with emotion, nearly breaking down in tears.


    “Our little Manley has never experienced hardship, always having the best of everything. How could he


    fall ill like this?” Ablettmented.


    “It’s gics! Barnes had the same condition!” Yuna replied, her voice tinged with frustration.


    “Why doesn’t that jerk just die? He’s brought enough trouble to our family, and now he’s threatening my


    grandson!” Zoe fumed with rage, cursing under her breath.


    Yuna, however, was too preupied with her own concerns to engage in conversation. The recent


    events had left her on edge, fearing the day Frederick would uncover the truth.


    Suddenly, a text from Hayes arrived:


    [Mom, have you and dad finished with the tests? How serious is Manley’s condition? Grandma is


    asking if you’reing home for dinner tonight.]


    Hayes meant well, but to Yuna, this was just another aggravation. That insufferable brat!


    Like mother, like son. Marguerite had been a curse on their family, and now her offspring was


    threatening her precious Manley!


    Yuna didn’t reply, fuming with anger. Zoe, on the other hand, pped her shoulder sharply, “Yuha! I am


    talking to you! With Manley getting sick, how can you even think of texting? Who are you texting


    anyway?!”


    “That little bastard Hayes!”


    Hayes? Zoe turned the name over in her head, a scheming spark igniting, “Darling, remember how


    we’ve always wanted to get rid of Hayes but never could? I might just have the perfect n. Are you


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    “What is it?”


    A cold glint appeared in Zoe’s eyes as she replied, “We’ll use that little bastard for Manley’s blood


    transfusion!”