Relief washed over me the moment I heard Duncan and Tristan’s voices.
With the cops at their backs, the goons released me without a second thought.
Yet, they still passed the signed agreement to Antonio.
No matter what, even if I agreed to give a kidney to Carson, I’d never hand over Mollie’s custody to Antonio. Not a chance.
If Mollie fell into this family’s clutches, she’d be doomed, even if she survived the operation.
Caroline caught me trying to snatch the agreement back and scoffed, “Grace, get a grip. Carson is your own son. He’ll take care of you when you’re old, whether you raise him or not!”
I snapped, “You have no say over Mollie, and neither do I! Carson is. sick, but there are other options. You can’t push Mollie into this…”
Tristan, a respected surgeon, was incensed when he heard the Kaufman family was forcing Mollie to donate her kidney.
“This is insane!” he exclaimed. “Carson doesn’t need a kidney. Why a transplant? It’s nothing short of attempted murder!”
Antonio glared at Duncan and Tristan, who stood a head taller than him, annoyance etched on his face. “The doctors know what they’re doing. Dr. Parrish, a top expert, is heading up my son’s surgery. His
plan is flawless. It’s not up for debate.”
I shot a glance at Tristan, hungry for his input.
He gave me a reassuring look then threw a question at Antonio, “You sure this surgery plan came from Tristan Parrish?”
Tristan was not a household name here. After all, he was often out of the country.
His name carried weight, even among the police, and it made them look at us with newfound doubt.
But that was no excuse for pulling some shady medical stuff.
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