A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 474

The two clung to each other, but Cole didn’t give mother and daughter much time for a tender reunion.

“Ms. Holt, I’m so sorry, but my fiancée needs a blood transfusion right away. The blood from the city hospital will take too long to get here. I have to ask–could you please help us?”

Before anyone could react, Cole dropped to his knees, desperation shining in his eyes.

The sudden gesture startled Sheila Holt. Instinctively, she pulled her daughter closer, shielding her.

“Wh–what are you doing?” she stammered, her arms tightening protectively.

“Mom, please help Miss Lessie!” Susannah’s voice trembled with tears. “It’s my fault she got hurt protecting me. The doctor said I’m not old enough to donate, and we both have the same rare blood type. Mom, please, you’re the only one who can save her.”

Sheila’s face twisted with worry. Donating blood itself wasn’t the

problem–it was what might come after.

She’d spent her whole life working low–paying jobs, scraping by on the margins. Giving blood once or twice didn’t scare her, but what if this happened again? Who knew what these rich families might demand next time?

At first, she hadn’t thought much of it, but then she heard rumors–some people hunted down folks with rare blood types, forcing

her daughters tested, only to learn her eldest had inherited the

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girls over and over to keep it a secret, but now her daughter had let it

immediately understood her

make sure you both receive three million dollars. With that, you

disbelief written

more than enough for them to live comfortably, maybe even open a café and buy a nice place

said at last, torn between her daughter’s pleading eyes, Cole’s sincerity, and the

money.

the doctor began the transfusion, Cole stood by, watching every movement with anxious

Susannah barely came up to his

okay, right? Miss Lessie will be okay?” Her

understand what three million dollars meant for her mother,

you,” Cole replied, genuine gratitude filling his