Acknowledge Kathleen
Gemma walked out of the ward and saw that Nicolette was still outside.
I can’t believe she’s still here.
Staring at Gemma with indifference, Nicolette asked meaningfully, “Has your waist healed?”
Gemma ignored her and walked straight past her.
“I still haven’t forgotten about you slapping me last time,” Nicolette stated.
“Nicolette, do you have friends?” Gemma asked coldly.
Gemma continued, “You tried to sow discord between me and Kate last time. I’m just wondering if
you’re jealous?”
Nicolette said nothing in response.
“You have no friends, no lover, and no family who truly cares for you. Rather than being jealous of
Kathleen because of Samuel, I think you’re jealous of her for everything she has.” There was a pitying
look in Gemma’s eyes as she looked at Nicolette.
“Nonsense!” Nicolette roared.
“Seeing how angry you are, I know I’m not talking nonsense. I have no time to waste with you here.
Unlike you, I have work to do. I don’t sit in a wheelchair like a spoiled daughter of a wealthy family and
do nothing. In fact, you’re worse than me. I have legs and a career I work hard for. Meanwhile, you’re
only focused on scheming against others. How funny.”
As Nicolette’s face darkened, Gemma turned around and left.
Clenching her fists, Nicolette looked toward Frances’ ward.
That despicable woman! Why would I ever be jealous of Kathleen? That’s impossible. I just can’t
accept being defeated by her. I’m not jealous. Never in a million years!
Inside the ward, Frances woke up after a while.
Yasmine’s eyes reddened at the sight of the other woman opening her eyes. “Frances!”
“Yas?” Frances looked at her in a daze.
“Frances, you still remember me? I’m sorry, Frances. I came too late.” Yasmine started shedding tears
as she spoke.
Frances was at a loss after hearing her words. “What are you talking about?”
When she looked to the side, she noticed there were two more people in the ward.
“Samuel?” she called out with a frown.
In response, the man nodded quietly.
Then, Frances shifted her gaze to Kathleen, the creases between her eyebrows deepening. “And you
are?”
Kathleen stepped forward and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Old Mrs. Yoeger, I…”
She wasn’t sure how to start explaining.
“Frances, she is your granddaughter,” Yasmine chimed in. “Look at her eyes. Don’t they resemble
yours?”
Frances knitted her brows again. “My granddaughter? She’s Yareli? But from what I remember, Yareli
doesn’t look like this.”
Yareli was Vanessa’s daughter.
However, Yareli had been keeping a low profile recently, and she was nowhere to be seen.
“No, Frances. She’s the child of the daughter you lost,” Yasmine explained.
Instantly, shock painted Frances’ face. “What?”
Kathleen pursed her lips and said, “Old Mrs. Yoeger, I really am the child of the daughter you lost. My
name is Kathleen Johnson.”
Frances had forgotten about their meeting last time.
“The child of the daughter I lost? Where is my daughter?” Frances asked, visibly worked up.
“Old Mrs. Yoeger, my mother has passed away,” Kathleen stated.
“What?” Upon hearing that, Frances almost fainted, shocking everyone in the room.
Yasmine hurriedly supported her while Kathleen went ahead and examine her.
Fortunately, Frances did not lose consciousness.
She held onto Kathleen’s hand and studied the latter carefully.
Kathleen looked back at her with a worried expression.
“You are Kathleen, right? The girl who was adopted by Old Mrs. Macari?”
Kathleen nodded. “Old Mrs. Yoeger, I’m telling the truth. I’ve done a paternity test.”
Tears rolled down Frances’ cheeks. “I didn’t know you were so close to me.”
“Yes. Sadly, we never met each other before.”
After giving it a thought, Frances said, “If you had come to that banquet a year ago, we might have
seen each other.”
Hearing that, Samuel felt a bit guilty.
It was his fault, after all.
If he hadn’t interfered, Kathleen could have reunited with Frances long ago.
“But why?” Frances grasped Kathleen’s hand tightly. “You were so close to me. Why couldn’t I find
you?”
“Obviously, someone was stopping it from happening,” Yasmine remarked.
Frances’ expression was grim. “Who is it?”
Who is hindering me from looking for my daughter?
“Frances, calm down and listen to me,” Yasmine said solemnly. “Let me ask you this. What would you
do if you found Kate’s mother?”
“What else would I do? I’m going to compensate her.”
“How?”
Frances thought for a moment and answered, “I’ll give her the best things I have.”
“Exactly. Someone doesn’t want you to give those things to her,” Yasmine concluded.
Frances was taken aback. “Who would be so petty? Besides, what’s wrong with me wanting to treat my
daughter well?”
“Frances, do you only have one daughter?” Yasmine prompted.
Frances paused at her words.
“If you give her everything, what about your other children?” Yasmine added.
Surprised, Kathleen looked at Yasmine.
It seems like Ms. Schott is suspecting something, too.
“But I love them and care for them very much, too,” Frances retorted with a frown.
“That is true, but things are different when their inheritance is involved, Frances. I don’t know how
Kate’s mother was abducted, but you haven’t been able to find her even after two decades. I’m sure
your two other children have something to do with it,” Yasmine pointed out.
At that moment, it seemed like Frances had a lot weighing on her mind as she did not even want to
speak anymore.
Kathleen was worried. She wondered if the information was too much for the old woman to take.
Just then, Frances looked at Kathleen and questioned, “What was your mother’s name?”
“Her name was Rebecca Johnson,” Kathleen responded.
“You have the same surname?” Frances asked out of surprise.
“Not exactly. My father’s surname is also Johnson. He was from the same orphanage as my mom. The
surname of that orphanage’s director is Johnson, and he was also a doctor before. Actually, my mother
was adopted by his cousin. My parents grew up together since childhood and were childhood
sweethearts. They wanted to be like the director, so they decided to study medicine.”
Frances nodded. “I see.”
“Frances, the most important thing to do now is to acknowledge Kate as your granddaughter. With Kate
around, you would have someone to rely on,” Yasmine reminded.
“You’re right. I have to acknowledge Kate. I’ve done her mother wrong, and I can’t do the same to her!”
Yasmine curled her lips up into a smile. “That’s more like it, Frances.”
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