Chapter 397 Deal
Lawrence paused and walked over in long stridesto Jeremy. Jeremy's eyes were bloodshot as he explained,. "After tirelessly investigating, I found multiple surveillance cameras in the mountains, and I noticed an unlicensed black car. It entered the area on the night Oscar was kidnapped and had left before dawn. The car had completely blacked out windows, which caught my attention! I followed its trail and discovered that the car left Lymington , the province, and is headed towardstoward Trento City." "Trento City?" Lawrence narrowed his eyes coldly. Jeremy replied, "Assuming Oscar is in this car, and the Ordelia family's influence is in Trento City, Darcy would choose Trento City to hide people, so it's not impossible." Oscar's disappearance left no trace to follow, and his fate remained unknown, akin to searching for a needle in a haystack. Despite this, Lawrence refused to relinquish any shred of hope.Oscar's disappearance had no trace to follow, and his life or death was unknown, like finding a needle in a haystack. But Lawrence couldn't let go of any thread of hope. It seemed that whether he returned to the Rodriguez family or went to Trento City to search for his son, it was necessary for him to immerse himself in Trento City. The man pondered deeply. - In the evening, at the European-style garden hotel, . Claire received a phone call and walked onto the terrace. She coldly squinted her eyes and said, "Miss, Mrs. Blanchet sent a message. The master had a business meeting today and he gifted 10% of the Blanchet family's shares to the illegitimate daughter. Mrs. Blanchet is angered and anxious, asking you to return to Trento City and seek a marriage alliance with the Rodriguez family's eldest son."” She continued, "“Just look at how generous the master is towardstoward the illegitimate daughter. If you don't marry the most noble man, then the once prosperous Blanchet family will be divided." The girl narrowed her eyes and lightly circled her finger on the cup, saying, "How did you respond to my mother?" Claire smiled and replied, "I told her, 'Madam, your daughter is as sharp as a tackthe Miss is as clever as an iceberg. You know she's fighting for it right now. Maybe tomorrow she'll bring back her ideal husband.''" The girl blushed and dropped her gaze, falling into silence.The girl blushed, her gaze dropping and fell into silent. Her eyes glistened with a hint of frosty determinationunwavering resolve as she inquired, "What about the child?." Claire's expression changed, and she lowered her voice as she replied, "Peter has taken care of it. He sent him to Trento City and disposed of the unlicensed car." The girl remained silent. Claire smirked, saying. "This move of yours killed three birds with one stone. Darcy is done for; Lawrence and Winnie relationship is strained. With the child gone, Lawrence becomes an eligible bachelor, and you can have a legitimate relationship with him in the future." - Three days later. Lawrence was at the company when he suddenly received a call from Dr. Moore whose voice trembled with excitement. "Mr. L, I had my team contact blood banks around the world. Rh-negative blood is rare, and finding matching spinal cord is even more difficult. But guess what? I unexpectedly found a Rh-negative patient who had a blood test in Lymington. Her HLA typing matches your mother!" Lawrence immediately stood up from his chair, unable to hide his joy. "Can I contact this patient?" "Coincidentally, she is a hospital patient. I’ve obtained her contact information and will arrange for her to come over. Afterward, we will need a private conversation and discussion among your family members." Lawrence paused for a moment, then dialed an internal line. "Luke, prepare a check of 500 million.note..." The five hundred-million-dollar check arrived!" Once the check was prepared, Lawrence took it and Taking the check, Lawrence draped his suit jacket over his arm and hurriedly drove to the hospital. Dr. Moore had arranged for the person donor to be placed wait in an office. With an urgency that retained its composure, Lawrence knocked on the office door and said, "Hello, may I...?" A girl's head came into view. The girl turned around, revealing her face. Lawrence squinted his eyes and a hint of surprise flashed through them. The girl widened her soft eyes as well. Startled, she lowered her head and coughed. "Are you Mr. L? What a coincidence. Do you have something to discuss with me?" She stood up, exuding innocence and curiosity, looking at Lawrence with elegance and purity. Lawrence instinctively furrowed his brows and looked at Dr. Moore, thinking that the doctor had already explained it to her.e. Didn't he explain?
Dr. Moore intercepted Lawrence's signal, quickly took outretrieved all the information and explained in front of the two., "Miss,, Mr. L's mother suffers from a blood disease and urgently needs a spinal cord transplant as well as directed blood transfusion. You have a rare blood type, Rh-negative, and coincidentally registered in our hospital's blood bank. That's how we found you. You are the only suitable match. I hope you can save his mother's life." The young girl widened her eyes slightly. Lawrence got straight to the point. With his elegant fingers, he took out the check and spoke in a deep, solemn tone, "This is a a five hundred500 -million-dollar check. I can provide you with any amount you want, as long as you are willing to help extend the life of my mother's life. " The girl smiled bitterly and shook her head. Gazing at the exceptionally handsome man, she said, "Money is not the issue here. Sir, my time is running out. I have an incurable illness. Doctors say I have one to two years left. The test report from the other day—I'm not sure if you've seen it—but if you have, you'll understand that money means nothing to me.That test report from the other day, I don't know if you saw it. Money, holds no value for me?" " Lawrence did see see it that day, which is was why it was difficult for him, even with his indifference, to bring it up when offering money. He asked, "Then, what do you want? As long as you are willing to provide your spinal cord and blood." This man was unapologetically straightforward. His cold authority was evident, his words direct and uncompromising. Thin lips and a faint fragrance; Ishara had heard that this type of man was the most indifferent. The more indifferent they appeared, the colder their demeanor seemed to be.The more indifferent, the colder they were. Paired with his enigmatic aura, perfect features, tall and imposing figure, everything about him was like a mystery, filled with deadly male charm. She took a shallow breath, sensing his powerful presence, her throat quavering ever so slightly. Suddenly, she spoke with grief, "Sir, I have been weak and sickly since I was young. I haven't even been to a movie theater, and now I really want to see a film that is currently showing. The time is almost up. Can you accompany me?" Lawrence furrowed his brow tightly. He couldn't refuse unreasonable requests at the moment; there was room for negotiation only after she was willing to cooperate. Fortunately, this request wasn't excessive. He immediately instructed Luke,said, "Luke, book the tickets." "Mine are already booked." The girl held the movie ticket tightly, turned around, and with slender, white legs, walked out gently. She was supported by a middle-aged maid and got into the car. Lawrence drove, following behind her. The movie theater was conveniently located near the hospital, so they arrived shortly after. Inside the cinema, Lawrence sat at a distance, his hands in his pockets, appearing aloof and indifferent, yet not too far from her.The movie theater was near the hospital, Lawrence slid his hands into his pockets and sat at a distance, aloof and indifferent, not far from her. He had no interest in watching the movie at all. Occasionally, he glanced in her direction and could tell it was a youthful and romantic film, with a bittersweet ending that tugged at the heartstrings. The girl watched and wept, gasping for breath, appearing fragile. Lawrence furrowed his brows and handed her a handkerchief from his suit pocket. "Thank you." When the movie ended, Lawrence remarked, "All right, the movie's over.Finished watching." Lawrence He then stood up and signaled for Luke to brighten turn on the lights in the theater. He didn't know what theis girl meantactually wanted and what she had implied with her earlier words at the hospital. His patience had also run outworn thin, and he planned to discuss address the matters with her right then and there. He was a man of few words, often wearing a slight frown, projecting a cold and rigid demeanor. Despite his imposing presence, standing tall with an air of authority, he was exceptional and unpredictable, showing no interest in trivial matters. However, there was a tenderness in his interactions with Winnie that piqued Ishara's curiosity even more. Yet, she chose to suppress her intrigue.He remained a man of few words, always sporting a slight frown, cold and rigid, standing tall like a young, powerful figure of authority. He was exceptional and unpredictable, never willing to waste any time on trivial matters. Yet, he seemed tender towards that Winnie? Ishara became even more curious and intrigued by this man, but she suppressed it. A trace of blood stained the handkerchief as she coughed incessantly, holding back her welling tears.Holding back her welling tears and coughing incessantly, a trace of blood stained the handkerchief. Lawrence's gaze hardened, and he instructed Luke to go buy some water. The girl trembled slightly, folding up the handkerchief. "I'm sorry, sir. I got your belongings dirty." "It's fine. Can you tell me about your illness?" the man asked, his eyebrows furrowing. A veil of sadness shimmered in the girl's eyes as she self-mockingly replied, "As you sawsee, I have symptoms of coughing up blood. My condition has worsened, but until now, I don't know what type of incurable disease it is. The doctors couldn't determine either. All I know is that, since I was a child, I've been physically weak, unable to do things that others my age can. Is it really fortunate to be kept secluded like that? Is it really fortunate to be kept secluded like that? " All I know is that I'm very lonely. Even girls need to experience love, but I may never get to do so until the day I die. Heh, I don't know why, but in front of you, I can actually speak about things that are difficult to mention." She smiled, her eyes filled with innocence and shyness, bearing the wounds of a young girl. A flush tinged her pale cheeks , andas she spoke continued in a soft voicetly and weakly, "Sir, I'm very insecure because no man would marry me; they wouldn't even dare to come near me. I have one wish: before I die, I hope to get married or engaged.... I wish to be able to find a boy I admire;, someone who can cherish and dote on me like a lover and accompany me through my final moments.” "“Give me a chance to experience a sweet love, whether it's sincere or just a show. I'm willing to give everything, especially when my life is dwindling away. You are the first man I've encountered who is willing to save me. Can you grant me this small fantasy?" She blushed and appeared anxious, tightly clasping her hands together while maintaining an elegant demeanor, her gaze fixated on him. She blushed and looked anxious, tightly holding her hands together, maintaining an elegant demeanor, and her gaze fixated on him.
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