Female Novel
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Ramon had heard of the Blakely Group. The same company produced the car he had regularly.novelbin
He thought the card might be of use in the future.
Several years after the human trafficking incident, fate dealt Ramon a cruel blow when his daughter
received a diagnosis of Pompe disease, a rare genetic disorder. This affliction hindered the body’s
ability to break down glycogen, a crucial sugar stored in the body’s cells, for energy. The accumulation
of this sticky sugar in the muscles posed a grave threat, leading to organ failure. Tragically, most
children with the disease didn’t survive beyond ten years. The sole glimmer of hope lay in a cure
involving the transplantation of blood stem cells.
With the exorbitant cost of the operation looming, Ramon found himself in a desperate situation as his
daughter’s health deteriorated. In a moment of desperation, Ramon’s wife recalled the business card.
Ramon remembered Tyrone’s past gratitude and made a crucial decision. He would reach out for help.
Dialing the number tentatively, he conveyed his purpose. To substantiate his plea, Ramon sent Tyrone
his daughter’s medical records. Much to his surprise and immense relief, he received a positive reply.
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After the call, Ramon sat in a daze with mixed emotions. His wife noticed the complex look on his face,
assuming he was turned down.
Sighing helplessly, she began to weep again.
“He has agreed…” Ramon mumbled, still grappling with the reality.
For the past few years, he had traveled thousands of miles for his daughter’s treatment, and the strain
was beginning to take its toll on him.
“What did you say?” his wife asked through teary eyes.
“I said he had agreed to help us.”
“Really?” His wife raised her head, asking as if she had just been thrown a lifeline.
Ramon nodded his head.
Minutes later, Ramon received a notification of a transaction. With trembling fingers, he opened it to
find a substantial sum deposited into his account. The couple gazed in shock at the amount, tears of
joy streaming down their faces.
Their daughter could now undergo the life-saving operation!
Back at the scene. With Andrew’s head injury, the police patiently awaited the ambulance’s arrival to
transport Andrew to the hospital, intending to interview him once he regained consciousness.
Meanwhile, the police detained Lanny and Marcel and escorted them away.
Tyrone returned to the car, cradling Sabrina in his arms. Directing the driver to head to the hospital in
Folette, he planned to have her medically checked and then return to Mathias with her.
He put his hand on Sabrina’s shoulder, patting it gently. With his chin resting against her forehead, he
comforted her.
“It’s alright.
You’re safe now, Sabrina.”
Sabrina sniffled. Her eyes were red and swollen, with remnants of tears still evident in the corners of
her eyes.
She closed her eyes, finding solace in the familiar, warm embrace against Tyrone’s chest. Despite the
recent rescue, it seemed like a significant amount of time had passed.
“What did you say?” Sabrina asked vaguely, her voice tinged with sobs.
She needed to hear his reassuring voice.
“It’s okay. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.” Tyrone held her hands and spoke in a soothing tone.