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Lyndon went weak on his knees, eventually collapsing onto the floor.

In his hazy consciousness, he murmured softly, “Reina…”

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In the late hours of the night, the report on Lyndon’s condition was released.

He had reached the terminal stage of blood cancer.

Family members and distant relatives had all gathered. After all, Lyndon still possessed approximately one billion dollars in assets.

The doctor delivered the news nonchalantly, “Mr. Coleman’s condition cannot be further delayed. He urgently requires a bone marrow transplant. Prepare yourselves for a potential match among family members. Ideally, we find a suitable donor among you. Otherwise, we must rely on the bone marrow bank but given Mr. Coleman’s deteriorating health, waiting may not be an option.”

Ann’s love for her son was immeasurable, compelling her to implore the relatives for assistance.

Elvira had no blood ties to Lyndon. She fidgeted with her fingers and suggested, “If we fail to find a suitable bone marrow match, we could turn to Rena for help. She is Dad’s biological daughter. I believe she has the highest probability of being a compatible donor.”

Ann couldn’t bear to see her son perish.

She engaged in a discussion with Lyndon and was on the verge of contacting Rena.

However, Lyndon disagreed.

Resting on the bed, he said softly, “Mom, don’t inform her about it. I won’t let her do this even it’s a match.”

He felt a deep sense of shame.

Ann grew exasperated and exclaimed, “Lyndon, have you lost your senses? You are her biological father. She wouldn’t exist without you. Shouldn’t she repay you for that?”

Lyndon drifted into a daze.

He was indeed Rena’s biological father. However, did he truly accomplish his role as a father?

He had failed Reina and, even more so, Rena…

He didn’t wish to compel Rena into being his bone marrow donor but he yearned to see her and that child before he died.

He had become a grandfather…

*

Waylen escorted Rena back to the villa.

As the car came to a halt, he leaned in close and whispered, “Move your belongings on another day, so you won’t have to make multiple trips.”

Rena nodded, resolving to bring along some clothes.

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