Chapter 606 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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“Don’t panic. Even if you go to Martin Weiss and tell him that, he may think that we’re deliberately saying that to save Kyla Corbyn,” said Jason.

“Don’t we have the records from the bone marrow bank? Didn’t Paisley Daniels refuse to donate?” asked Grace.

Jason said, “But he could easily say that she agreed afterward. The bone marrow bank just didn’t record it. We need more evidence if we want to convince Martin Weiss.”

Grace took a deep breath. “Then let’s find more evidence. We must make Martin Weiss believe it was Kyla who saved him no matter what! He must save Kyla!”

“What if he still won’t?” Jason raised his eyebrows and said, “After all, according to my investigation, Kyla Corbyn’s father almost ruined the Weiss family. After Martin Weiss revived the Weiss family, he retaliated against Kyla Corbyn because her father had already pa**ed away.”

With a scandal like that, sometimes a person might not be willing to help even if they knew the truth.

Of course, provided that Martin Weiss no longer had feelings for Kyla Corbyn.

“If he still won’t do it, I’ll tie him to the operating table even if I have to!” said Grace as she gritted her teeth, looking like she was throwing all caution to the wind.

Jason looked at Grace in surprise when he heard that.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“I thought you would stick to the law no matter what and wouldn’t do things that go against other people’s will,” he said.

A burst of embarra**ment instantly flashed across her face. ‘Gosh, I’ve forgotten I’m a lawyer!’

“Perhaps it’s because I think Martin Weiss owes Kyla too much. I think it’s just too unfair if Kyla leaves this world just like that!” She paused and said somewhat hesitantly, “If I have to force Martin Weiss when the time comes, will you help me?”

A look of conflict appeared on her face. After all, this decision was so different from what she had always pursued and insisted on. However, on the other hand, she did not want Kyla to die just like that and for Nelson to lose his mother!

Jason smiled faintly. “Haven’t I told you? I’ll do whatever you want. No matter what it is, I’ll do it as long as you tell me to. I’ll go through whatever dangers and difficulties for you. Even if the sky falls, you have me to hold it up for you.”

His voice was the same as always. It was nothing vehement.

He spoke softly, but with his usual cold tone. She felt as though there were enthralling musical notes dancing in her heart.

“But don’t you think what I’m asking you to do will get you in trouble?” she asked.

He took her hand and said, “So what? Grace, I promised you I’d be your hand and sword. I would do anything for you.”

She felt her hand burning faintly as he held it.

Suddenly, her hand slowly held his, gently putting his hand in her palm. “Jay, you’re not my sword. You’re the one I want to spend my life with and the one I want to protect!”

His body suddenly trembled, and those dark eyes gazed at her. After a good while, he said with a hoarse voice, “You’re the only person who can protect me.”

It was because only she was his weakness and only she could hurt him!

When Grace went to see Kyla Corbyn again, Kyla Corbyn was about to go to the hospital for a follow-up and fill her prescription. Grace said to Mrs. Corbyn, “I’ll accompany Kyla to the hospital. Aunt, you can rest at home.”

“But you’re” Mrs. Corbyn felt awkward. After all, Grace was now pregnant.

“I’m doing okay, and I have a driver and a car, so it’s convenient for me to send Kyla to and fro,” said Grace.

Mrs. Corbyn thought about it and agreed. She said gratefully, “Thank you, Grace.”

Grace accompanied Kyla Corbyn to the hospital and queued for registration.

Kyla Corbyn did not look very well. While they were queuing, Grace said, “Kyla, what Aunt said about asking the person who received your bone marrow to donate you their liver might work.”

Kyla Corbyn forced a smile. “Why do you have the same idea as my mother?”

“After all, a liver transplant is the only viable way for you to stay alive,” said Grace.

Kyla Corbyn sighed, “It’s out of the question. My mother has already secretly called the hospital to find the person I donated my bone marrow to and told the hospital about my situation. The hospital helped her contact them. They called back a few days ago, saying they refuse to donate their liver.”

Grace was instantly surprised. “How could it be?”

“Why couldn’t it be?” Kyla Corbyn was calm about it. “They’re not related to me. They don’t have to risk their life for me!”

Grace pressed her lips together tightly and suddenly said,

“But what if it was Martin Weiss? What if it had been Martin

Weiss who received your bone marrow?”

Kyla Corbyn froze and stared blankly at Grace. After a good while, she said, “Martin Weiss? Grace, what are you talking about?”

Grace sighed and told Kyla Corbyn about Jason’s investigation. Then, she said, “So, I suspect that the person who received your bone marrow donation was actually Martin Weiss. As for Paisley Daniels, she probably didn’t donate her bone marrow.”

Kyla Corbyn seemed to have heard a bizarre story. For the first time, she learned that Martin Weiss, she, and Paisley Daniels all had the same rare blood type. They were all compatible.

The odds were too low!

‘Was it Martin Weiss whom I saved?’

She thought of the details the doctor had given her on the phone. It was a young man several years older than her. He was an only child from the same city as her and therefore, he was given high expectations by his family

These were simple details she did not think much of at first.

After all, many people would fit the description.

However Now that she applied them to Martin Weiss, they fit exactly

‘Is it possible? Could the truth be that ridiculous? Was the person I saved the one who hated me so much he put me in prison?’

Kyla Corbyn just found it absurd.

“Kyla?” Grace could not resist breaking the silence.

Kyla Corbyn gave a wry smile emotionally. “Even if Martin Weiss was indeed the recipient, he and I have a family feud. He only deliberately approached me to make me fall in love with him and even testified to get me into prison in the end. All these were just part of his revenge. How could he risk giving me his liver?”

“But”

“Besides, the hospital has said that the recipient refuses to donate their liver.” Kyla Corbyn paused a little before saying, “Also, many of these things are only your speculations. You have no real evidence. I would only make a fool of myself and get ridiculed if I told Martin Weiss about it and asked him to donate me his liver.”

She just wanted to retain her last ounce of dignity now. Even if she was going to die, she wanted nothing to do with that man.

Grace was silent. It seemed they had to find strong evidence, after all!

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