A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 216 Find Darlene at All Costs!

Dakota hurried to the hospital, and Braylen and Lucian also came.

Everyone found it hard to believe. The daughter that the Swale family had been looking for all these years had

been around them for so long and had been adopted by the Gallard family, who were close to the Swale family.

The Swale family had a really hard time looking for their daughter back then, and the Gallard family had helped a

little.

But the Gallard family would never have thought that the child that Teresa randomly took back from the orphanage

would be Lucian's birth daughter.

All these coincidences shocked everyone.

Dakota was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She asked the nurse, "Since she was discharged this morning, it

hasn't been long. Did she say where she was going? Why didn't you stop my daughter?"

The nurse said helplessly, "Mrs. Swale, I'm really sorry. But we really don't know about it. It was Dr. Elicott who

helped Ms. Garcia discharge herself and left with her.

"Dr. Elicott took the next few days off. As for the reason, he did not tell us. It was not that we did not want to help

you stop Ms. Garcia. It was just that Ms. Garcia left before dawn. And the DNA test result only came back at nearly

nine this morning."

Dakota hurriedly took out her phone and called Darlene. But she was told that

the number she dialed was powered off.

She asked the nurse for Nathen's number and called him, but it was also powered off.

Dakota was very anxious. "What should we do? Why are both of their phones turned off? Where did they go?"

The nurse remembered something. "Before Ms. Garcia left this morning, she had been to Mr. Walpole's ward.

"But Mr. Walpole's condition is very unstable and he is currently unconscious. I don't know when he will wake up.

Why don't you go over and take a look? Or you can ask Mr. Walpole's family to see if they know anything."

Dakota hurriedly nodded. "Yes. We'll go and ask around. Thank you."

They rushed toward the intensive care ward that Gustave was in. His father Cassius was in the corridor outside.

Dakota explained to Cassius why she was there, and Cassius was unhappy. "I don't know where that woman went. I

think she always brings bad luck. Last night, right after she entered my son's ward, my son stopped breathing.

"This morning, she came to see my son again, and my son fell into a coma again. I also want to find her so I can

ask her if she has some sick purposes."

Dakota's face turned cold immediately. "Mr. Walpole, what do you mean by that? Darlene visited your son out of the

goodness of her heart, but you actually said such horrible things about her.

"If you have a problem with Darlene, show us the evidence first before you accuse her of anything. If it is a

groundless accusation, we can sue you for slander."

Cassius was stunned. He was just complaining. Anyway, Darlene was just a nobody. And it was just some words. He

wanted to say it, so he did. After all, no one would criticize him because of it, right?

However, he could not understand why the always amiable Dakota suddenly lost her temper.

Behind Dakota, Braylen and Lucian also had cold expressions. " Mr. Walpole, you'd better watch your mouth. You're

responsible for what you say. My family does not stir up trouble, but we won't let others mess with us.

Cassius was stunned, wondering, what did this have to do with messing with the Swale family?

Although the Walpole family was not much inferior to the Swale family, there were more of them at the moment

while he was on his own. He felt that he had already lost in terms of numbers, so he figured he should better just

suck it and shut up.

Dakota failed to get any useful information concerning Darlene's whereabouts. And after what Cassius said, she

glanced at him in disgust and left without saying goodbye.

These people from the Swale family stormed over and then stormed away.

Cassius froze on the spot and took quite a while to snap out of his daze. "What the hell. Did I do anything that pissed

them off?"

Braylen had already instructed the housekeeper to contact their connections

in the airline companies and in the police. They must find Darlene at all costs.

It was pointless staying in the hospital any longer. Dakota had suddenly found her daughter and had gotten too

emotional. Lucian took her back home.

Dakota had only been at home for less than an hour, and she could not remain calm at all and had already asked

for updates a dozen times.

"Darling, call the housekeeper and ask if there is any news."

Lucian was on his phone the entire time. He kept making calls to different people. Hearing Dakota's words, he

comforted her, "Take it easy. She's an adult. They can definitely find her. If the housekeeper has news, he will

naturally call you as soon as possible."

Dakota nodded. Less than ten minutes later, she said to Braylen uneasily, "Braylen, give the police station a call.

Make sure Mr. Dorsey leads the team and searches personally.

"Don't just search Baltimore. Make the police in other cities search too. Why don't we just report her disappearance

and put up fliers?"

Braylen's ears were filled with Dakota's nagging. He sighed, "Mom, it's not even noon yet. I know that you are eager

to find your daughter, but you should calm down for now."

Dakota was riled up when she heard this. "Of course you're not anxious. As a brother, you do not care about your

sister at all.

"Do you know how much your sister has suffered these years and what kind of life she had in the Gallard family?

Avery has never treated her well. Why didn't

I..."

The more she spoke, the more regretful and guiltier she was. She used to see Darlene quite often, but why hadn't

she been nicer to her and put in good words for her with the Gallard family?

Her poor daughter. She had been tortured so much and had even caught terminal illnesses.

As she spoke, her tears flowed down. "I'm a bad mom."

Braylen immediately stood up and comforted her, "I was wrong, Mom, I won't say it anymore. I'll go find my

younger sister, my dear younger sister, right now."

Dakota looked at him and was angry. "Don't be sarcastic. The other siblings can know each other's thoughts at any

time. Your sister has been around you for so many years. How much do you know about your sister?

"The other brothers all care about their younger sisters. But you acted like a jerk to her the first time you met. And

you even tricked her into going to a nasty place like Twilight Paradise and let those men harass her. Why did she

have such a bastard like you as her brother? Why did I have such a bastard like you as my son?

Dakota got up and gave Braylen a good beating. Braylen dodged as he shouted,

"The other moms can know their daughters' thoughts at any time. Can you? Dad, back me up. I am your son, your

birth son!"

Lucian had been on the phone all this time. When he finally got a few seconds' breaks, he glanced at Braylen and

replied, "Your mother is right."

The driver, Adam, added fuel to the fire. "The first time I saw Ms. Garcia, it was in the Gallard's house. I told Mr.

Swale that Ms. Garcia looks like him. And Mr. Swale said it meant they were meant for each other."

Dakota was not too violent at first, but when she heard this, she grabbed the feather duster beside her and hit

Braylen harder. "Get out! Get out! You're not my son. And you are not my daughter's brother!"

Braylen was pushed out of the hallway. And then Dakota slammed the door shut.

Braylen had a terrible headache. "Mom, you can't do this. You have found your daughter, so you don't mind losing

your son? Let's talk nicely. I don't even have my phone and wallet with me."

He shouted for a long time, but no one responded to him.

Dakota had already gone back to do her things. She contacted the housekeeper to investigate something. She

thought, why did the blood test I did in the hospital last time tell me Darlene wasn't my daughter? Did someone

tamper with the result?

She also told him to check the surveillance footage carefully and secretly.

Braylen, who was locked outside, looked at the bodyguard standing outside the door. He walked over and patted the

bodyguard on the shoulder. "It's time for you to prove your value. Open the door."

The bodyguard stayed expressionless and motionless.

Braylen had no choice but to compromise. "Give me your phone. Let me make a call, okay now? It's already noon.

You can't let me starve to death here, right?"

The bodyguard did not dare to go too far. He gave his phone to Braylen.

Braylen dialed the only number he remembered. "Josefina, come."