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The Bentley sped along the road.

Keira, who usually drove carefully due to her anemia,

still felt it was too slow.

She had never looked forward to anything as much as she did today in her entire life.

If she was indeed Mrs. Olsen’s daughter...

The mere thought of the possibility put a smile in her

eyes.

The car quickly arrived at the Olsen residence. Keira hopped out and waved to Lewis. “Mr. Horton, wait for me

here.”

After saying that, she turned to enter the house.

But just at that moment, the front door of the Olsen house suddenly opened, and Taylor and Mrs. Olsen

hurried out.

Taylor's arm was covered in blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Mrs. Olsen, supporting his uninjured arm, looked

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frantic. “Taylor, how are you feeling? Are you dizzy? We're going to the hospital right now...”

The Olsen family’s driver had taken the day off and wasn't there.

Aunt South couldn't drive.

Taylor's arms were trembling so much that he couldn't possibly drive.

As Mrs. Olsen grew anxious, she saw Keira and Lewis, and her eyes lit up. “Keira, hurry, take your father and me

to the hospital!”

In this life-threatening situation, Keira didn’t think about anything else and immediately ushered the two into the

car.

They arrived at the hospital very quickly.

Taylor must have lost a lot of blood and was now somewhat weak.

Mrs. Olsen alone couldn’t support him.

Seeing this, Keira, without any hint of distaste, helped Taylor onto the emergency room stretcher.

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A nurse immediately rushed over, and upon seeing the

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situation, exclaimed in surprise. “The patient needs a transfusion! Do you know your blood type?”

“I do,” Taylor answered weakly. “It’s type AB.”

The nurse immediately sprang into action, shouting, “AB blood, quickly, bring it from the blood bank! The patient

has lost so much blood that he needs

immediate replenishment!”

Taylor was helped onto the emergency bed, and the nurses pushed it toward the operating room at a run.

Mrs. Olsen followed close by the gurney, clasping Taylor's hands, urging desperately, “Taylor, you mustn't fall

asleep. Don't sleep...”

The two soon disappeared down the corridor.

Keira stood dazedly at the entrance of the hospital, watching the direction they had gone, her pretty face turning

pale.

All the joy and anticipation she had just moments ago

vanished in an instant.

She widened her eyes, looking in the direction Taylor had gone in disbelief. It was as if she had been plunged into

an icy river amidst a snowy landscape. A chill

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suddenly infiltrated her heart.

She stood there, dazed.

Lewis, who had entered with her, noticed her distress and immediately asked, “Miss Olsen? What's wrong?”

Keira stared ahead. “Did you hear that?”

“What?”

“His blood type is AB.”

Lewis paused, taken aback.

“But | am O-type blood.”

A smile tried to form on Keira’s face, but it looked

worse than tears.

Lewis clenched his jaw tightly.

It was then that Poppy, having received the news, burs in. “Taylor, oh Taylor, how are you? Where are you? Don’t

scare me!”

Seeing Keira, she immediately rushed over and

grabbed her arm. “Where's your dad? Which ward is he in? Is he alright?”

Keira looked straight at her, suddenly letting out a low

louch “Are you sure Mr Olcan in my dad?”

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These words instantly filled Poppy's eyes with panic.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, he’s your dad!”

Keira scoffed, her voice filled with helplessness. “Are

you sure, a father with AB blood type can have an O-type blood daughter?”

These words turned Poppy's face pale!

Almost reflexively, she covered Keira’s mouth forcefully then pulled her outside the hospital.

Dazed, Keira followed her to a deserted area outside, where Poppy finally let go, her expression panicked. She

lowered her voice to a furious whisper. “Shut up! If you're not Taylor's daughter, how can | continue to stay with

the Olsen family?!”

Keira’s eyes hardened. “So, he really isn’t my father. Then who is my father?”

Poppy's eyes flickered. She was clearly guilty and flustered. “How should | know? | was seeing several men at

that time...”

She continued, her expression gradually becoming resolute. “That's right. | was just using you to get into

the lean family How else could a family like oura ha

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connected to the Olsen family? That's why | always told you to keep your distance from your dad when you were

growing up. | was afraid of being discovered! | told you to cater to Isla’s every whim for the sreason. The

Olsen family doesn’t owe you anything; it is you who owe the Olsen family!”

Keira Olsen clenched her fists: “When | was four years old, you deliberately sentto traffickers, was it for this

reason too?”

“Right, if you disappeared, | wouldn't have to worry about being discovered!”

After declaring this brazenly Poppy Hill waved her hand impatiently: “Don’t look like someone whose dad’s dead.

Since you and Taylor weren't even close, what does it matter if he’s your biological father? Now that you've left

the Olsen family, you're no longer related to them! | warn you, don’t spout any nonsense in front of the Olsens

and ruin my opportunity!”

With those words, Poppy rushed back toward Taylor's hospital ward.

Keira stood still, stunned.

She seemed to have completely forgotten her original

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purpose of visiting the Olsen residence.

Seeing this, Lewis suddenly took her wrist and led her toward the ward. “Weren't you going to do a DNA test with

Mrs. Olsen? Con.”

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