Chapter 415 After Citrine left, a faint ache lingered in Hastings' chest.
But with Kali still in the hospital, he had no choice but to follow Quentin there.
On the hospital bed, Kali looked deathly pale, her lips drained of all color. His little sister-who'd grown up by his side-now lay listless and frail, as if all the life had been drained from her. Guilt gnawed at Hastings as he took in the scene.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe stepped forward and offered a quiet apology. "I'm sorry, Kali. I'm apologizing on Citrine's behalf as well." Kali forced a gentle, understanding smile. "It's okay, Hastings. You don't have to apologize for her. Besides, Citrine didn't mean any harm. I don't blher." Quentin couldn't stand it any longer. He snorted coldly. "How can you not blher, Kali? It's obvious that woman is the reason you're here! If not for her, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. Honestly, she should be here on her knees begging for forgiveness." "Enough. That's enough." Hastings' brow furrowed. Citrine had made a mistake, sure, but Quentin was going too far.
"You're still defending that woman?" Quentin's voice rose, bristling with anger. "Hastings, what's wrong with you? Kali's the one who's hurt-your own sister, the one you grew up with! And yet you defend the person who hurt her, right in front of her. Don't you see how much that could hurt Kali?" Already on edge, Quentin lost his temper. Without another word, he grabbed Hastings by the collar and punched him hard.
Theo, standing nearby, pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, his expression darkening. He barked at them, "Enough! Both of you, knock it off!" He took a shaky breath, voice laced with urgency. "The blood bank's running low. We need RH negative blood, and we need it now. Use every connection you have get the family to mobilize all their resources. I want that blood here within two hours." The gravity of the situation hit Hastings and Quentin instantly. They dropped everything and started making frantic calls, reaching out to anyone who might be able to help.
Just then, Jeanette swept in, carrying a basket of fruit.
"Kali, I'm here!" Seeing her, Kali managed a faint smile. "Jeanette, con in." Theo, ever the responsible one, introduced her to the others. "This is my uncle's daughter-my cousin." "Nice to meet you," the two men said in unison, giving her a polite nod.
Jeanette hadn't expected Theo's brothers to be so handsome. She paused, suddenly understanding why Kali might feel a bit threatened.
After exchanging pleasantries, she feigned ignorance and casually brought up Kali's hospitalization. Theo, a touch more patient with his younger cousin, explained everything that had happened.
Jeanette's eyes sparkled with an idea. "Theo, I just remembered my foster sister has RH negative blood." All three men turned to stare at her, hope flickering across their faces.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTheo had heard tidbits about the Iverson family from Aline, so he knew a little about Jeanette's foster sister.
His voice trembled with urgency. "Who is she? Where is she now?"
Jeanette replied, "Her name's Citrine Carmichael. She's the eldest om daughter of the Carmichael family now. They adore her, and honestly, she's not the easiest person to deal with. I doubt she'll agree to donate."
Theo's expression hardened, a cold edge to his eyes. "She doesn't get a choice. If it weren't for her, my sister wouldn't be like this. Even if she refuses, I'll drag her here myself." He turned to the others. "You stay here with Kali. Hastings-you're coming with me. Let's bring her in." "Alright." Kali's life hung in the balance; Hastings, face grim, could only nod.
Meanwhile, Citrine was stretched out, happily binge-watching her favorite show-until a sudden, heavy pounding rattled the door.