Marianne incited a stir. "You can't delay the treatment. The sooner the transplant is done, the higher the chances of success. If you wait too long, it may bectoo late," she insisted.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRyan was beside himself with worry. “Mom, please go find Uncle Perry. Grandma and Grandpa must be hiding him somewhere.” Laverne, red-faced with anger, pointed at Marianne and said, “She hasn't even gotten tested as a donor yet. If she’s a match, we'll use her kidney.” “My blood type doesn’t match, okay? The doctor said it had to be the sblood type. Ryan is Type A, and I'm Type B, which is incompatible,” Marianne enunciated each word with clarity and force.
Quentin nodded in agreement. “The doctor did say that. It must be the sblood type. Our tests failed because we didn’t match either. Marianne isn’t suitable, so stop beating around the bush and hurry to your parents’ place to find Perry.” Quentin had a new plan since the encounter at the film stuwith Avery. He returned to Starfall City the day before and arranged a dinner with a bank manager, confiding that his daughter was secretly seeing Avery, the scion of the Hawthorne family. Quentin shared how he had gone to his daughter in hopes of saving his son, only to be scolded by Avery, which left him feeling deeply ashamed.
The story was over the internet, and the bank manager had heard about it.
Quentin then pulled out a photo of Marianne and Aurelia from Facebook and, with his smooth-talking skills, convinced the bank manager to loan out thirty million in funds, easing his company’s immediate financial crisis.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had tasted success. If his daughter married into the Hawthorne family, he would latch onto a mighty tree, securing him a powerful patron. He could then relax at the helm of Serenity Media Solutions, and becoming the wealthiest man in Starfall City seemed just within reach.
Laverne was in a tough spot.
“You know as well as | do that Perry is the only seed of our family. My parents have been waiting for ages to have him. He hasn't carried on the family line yet. They will never agree to let him donate a kidney.” Amanda was enraged and slapped her across the face. “The Brown family have always leaned on the Clark family. Without our family, you'd still be grubbing for bugs in the backwoods. Now Ryan's sick, and your precious Perry can’t spare a kidney? Tell him to return the house and the car to the Clark family if he’s got the nerve.” “He should return them,” Marianne said firmly, “The money for those purchases must have cfrom Laverne, who doesn’t work, so it’s all the Clark family’s money. Without the Clark family’s permission, Quentin has every right to sue and demand it all back.” Laverne, fuming, shot back. “Shut your mouth. | gave the money with Quentin's approval.” “When did | ever agree to that? | didn’t even know,” Quentin immediately denied, “I'll have my lawyer draw up a lawsuit right now. If he doesn’t give a kidney to Ryan, he can start by returning the money for the house and car.” Marianne added, “That's not enough. Aren't all of Laverne’s sisters and their husbands working in the company? Suspend them. They can cback to work once they bring Perry out of hiding. They'll be desperate to find him and pressure his parents at home. They'll dig Perry out even if he’s underground.” Laverne nearly fainted with rage. “You bitch, you're here to fan the flames and kick us while we're down.” Marianne gave her a dismissive glance. “Without pressure, how will you get your brother out here? You don’t seem worried at all. Is Ryan's life worth less than your dear, ungrateful brother?” Amanda blew her top, jabbing a finger at Laverne’s forehead. “Ryan is lying sick, and you're still covering for your good-for-nothing brother. I'm telling you. I'll knock the Brown family out if anything happens to Ryan. You'll all be doomed.” Tears streamed down Laverne’s face as she retorted. “Ryan is my only son. | want to save him, too. But Perry has vanished, and where on earth am | supposed to find him?”