Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 321

Quinlan definitely didn't see it that way.

But she always kept her distance, which bugged me, so I decided to say something harsh.

Quinlan immediately got nervous and said, "Melinda, no way. You're the only family I truly recognize."

"If that's true, then why are you keeping me at arm's length? What are you scared of?"

Since I put it that way, Quinlan didn't dare refuse anymore.

She quickly hopped into the passenger seat of my car.

As I drove, we started talking about Marlowe and Hayes.

"If Hayes isn't Marlowe's brother, then who is he? And why did Marlowe bring him to the orphanage?" Quinlan couldn't help but ask.

I said, "At this point, the only one who knows the truth is Marlowe."

Marlowe personally took her brother away and brought Hayes back. She must know the truth.

Besides, her firm refusal to let Hayes be a donor already said a lot.

"So what do we do next? Confront Marlowe directly?" Quinlan frowned, hesitating.

I knew Marlowe well enough. "Directly asking her might not work. She'd rather stop Hayes from being a donor, even if it concerns her own health. That means there's something she wants to hide."

But Quinlan was determined for Hayes' sake. "Then we'll investigate ourselves. If Marlowe doesn't want us to know, we'll find out anyway! Even if she found some distant relative out of nowhere, as long as we find Hayes' real family, her plan will fail."

"What are you planning?" I asked Quinlan.

"Let's go to the hospital!"

"Alright!" Since Quinlan had made up her mind, I decided to follow her lead.

When we arrived at the hospital, Jason was still guarding Marlowe's room.

Honestly, ever since he got involved with Marlowe, the once aloof and unapproachable Jason had lost his spark. He looked haggard, probably hadn't shaved in days, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Jason frowned when he saw us.

"Marlowe's not in a good state to see you. You should leave," Jason blocked our way.

"We have to see her today." Quinlan was determined to see Marlowe, so she tried to push past Jason.

Jason reacted quickly, blocking Quinlan.

He stared at me, his voice cold, "I said, she won't see you."

He knew why Quinlan and I had issues with Marlowe, but he still chose to side with her.

"We need to ask her something important!" I explained.

Jason's demeanor changed, becoming more forceful, "Nothing is more important than her!"

I even sensed a strong threat in his tone.

Sometimes I really couldn't understand what had happened back then that made Jason so loyal to Marlowe.

I didn't like being threatened.

Lawrence had threatened me more than once before, but I still made it through.

So, I said sternly, "We want the truth, and you want Marlowe to get better. These don't conflict. If you insist, you'll only delay finding the right bone marrow for Marlowe. Finding her real brother is the most important thing now."

"What do you mean? Hayes is Marlowe's brother, isn't he?"

Jason's eyes were deep, staring at me intently.

I simply told him, "We just found out that Hayes isn't Marlowe's brother. Marlowe's condition is worsening rapidly. If she doesn't get surgery soon, she could be in danger. We need the truth from Marlowe about where Hayes came from and where her brother is. That's the only hope of finding her real brother."

Jason remained silent, his face cold.

Quinlan went in directly, and Jason didn't stop her.

I followed her inside.

Marlowe was awake. It hadn't been long since we last saw her, but she had lost a lot of weight, her face pale and bloodless, her eyes lifeless.

But when she saw us, her eyes lit up with anger.

She glared at Quinlan and me, "Seeing me like this, are you satisfied? Here to mock me or gloat?"

"We're not here to argue with you." Quinlan's voice was firm and confident, no longer timid like before.

Marlowe snorted and turned her head away, ignoring us.

Quinlan continued, "I have something to ask you."

Marlowe replied, "Why should I answer you? I don't want to."

She was clearly uncooperative.

Quinlan had mentally prepared herself, but Marlowe's attitude still made her angry.

Marlowe seemed to enjoy seeing Quinlan like this, even smiling, "Are you angry? Showing your true colors now? Not pretending anymore? You are selfish and despicable. You approached Hayes for his designs, didn't you? You're disgusting, but Hayes, that ungrateful fool, actually fell for it."

Marlowe knew the truth but still twisted it to smear Quinlan.

I wouldn't allow that.

I stepped forward and looked at Marlowe, "Stop talking nonsense. And you're the one who's despicable. Hayes isn't your brother, is he?"

Marlowe remained calm.

She even sneered, "You'd do anything to take Hayes from me, wouldn't you, Melinda? I thought you were kind, but you're not pretending anymore?"

"Don't change the subject, Marlowe. You know the truth. Tell us how Hayes ended up with you." I looked at her deeply, as if trying to see through her soul.

Marlowe couldn't hold my gaze but still insisted, "Where's your proof? You say Hayes isn't my brother. If he wasn't, why would I raise him for so long?"

"That's something you need to answer. As for proof..."

I handed Marlowe the DNA test results.

When Marlowe denied the DNA results, Quinlan couldn't help but mention the orphanage investigation.

"Your brother was injured before, and you donated blood to him. There were records of your blood types. Those records can be checked, and Hayes' blood type doesn't match your brother's."

Quinlan's words were clear and logical.

As for the DNA, Marlowe's denial was useless. I told her, "The truth is easy to verify with today's technology. The police can easily confirm it."

"No matter what you do, my answer is the same. I have only one brother, and that's Hayes. You won't take him from me." Marlowe's emotions were escalating.

Jason wanted to step forward.

Quinlan quickly said, "If you don't tell us, we'll call the police."

This was like adding fuel to the fire.

Marlowe shouted, "Get out! I don't want to see you. Get out!"

She quickly pressed the call button above her head. Because of her serious illness, the nurse arrived quickly.

Marlowe immediately told the nurse, "I don't want to see these people. Seeing them makes me feel worse. They're seriously affecting my health."

The nurse, prioritizing the patient's health, quickly asked us to leave.

Quinlan, still unwilling to give up, warned, "If we call the police, the outcome will be different. The police can investigate, and you might face more charges."

Marlowe suddenly told Jason, "Get them out. Handle this. I don't want to see them again."