Chapter <b>169 </b>
Jenny couldn’t hold back her tears. Her eyes were red as she looked at Charlotte. “Miss Riley. It Laina really…”
Before she could finish, Charlotte Interrupted her immediately. “No! Luna will be fine!
Jenny choked back a sob, pressing her lips together to stop herself from crying.
The entire aftemnon, Charlotte couldn’t focus. Her mind kept drifting.
she found a moment to make <b>a </b>call.
“Still no suitable bone marrow match?
The person on the other <b>end </b>responded, “Miss Riley, we’re doing everything we can. We’ll notify you the moment we han
e have any news!”
That evening, Sean picked up Charlotte from work, and the two went out for dinner together.
They chose an upscale restaurant, where soft <b>no </b>masie floated through the air. The table was set with fine red wine, perfectly cooked steaks, and romantic candlelight surrounded by tresh roses.
But Charlotte seemed lost in thought. Her steaksat untouched, growing cold
Sean’s gaze softened with concern, “Lottle, is something on your mind?”
Charlotte blinked, snapping back to the present. She looked up at him, her voice soft- He lost his parents and has been raising his younger sister alone.
few days ago, I took on <b>a </b>new case. My client is a neen–year–old boy.
She sighed, sadness clouding her eyes. “He dropped out of school early to <b>worrand </b>support his sister. But then fate <b>yed </b><b>a </b>cruel joke on them. His little sister wak diagnosed with leukemia. She’s only eleven. and the doctor said if they can’t find a matching bone marrow donor soon<b>, </b>she might not <b>make </b>it through the winter.”
pleaned forward slightly. “Have you tried offering a high reward? In cases like this, a <b>substantial </b>reward can help find a matching donor quickly.”
Charlotte’s fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the table. She shook her head, frowning. I thought about it, but I’m worried it might backfire. If we offer a high price, <b>it </b>could attract the wrong kind <b>of </b>people. You know how those in the ck market will do anything for money.”
Sean reached out, gently covering her hand with his <b>own</b>. His <b>voice </b>suttened, “Leave this to me. I promise 171 find a suitable bone marrow donor without putting anyone at risk.”
Hope flickered in Charlotte’s eyes. “Really?”
“Of course.”
He gently rubbed the back of her <b>hand </b>with his thumb, his warmth seeping into her cold fingers. “Trust me, Lottie. But for now, please try to eat,
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His touch was crassuring, and Charlotte felt a sense of <b>calm </b>wash over <b>her </b>
“Okay.” She forced herself to mile, pushing her wordes aside for the moment.
She knew Sean could help.
Money wasn’t a problem for her<b>, </b>but some things required more than just money. Sometimes, it took power<b>. </b>
After dinner, Sean drow Curlotte backto Brightwood Residences,
He stayed with her <b>for </b>a while<b>, </b>enjoying herpany before <b>leaving</b>. By the time he returned to his vi, it <b>was </b>already ten o’clock
No sooner had he parked and stepped into the grand entrance than his phone rang. It was Luke.
“Sur, we love a lead. I’m right putside. Can Ie in and report?”
Lake entered, bringing chill from the cold night air with him.
Sean poured himmelt a ss of wann water, settled on the sofa, and fixed Lake with a sharp gaze “Speak.”
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Heating that bast?r, Seair’s eyes tumed iry “Jusepli Ford?”
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