CHAPTER 13: CHAPTER 13: AIDEN GRANT CAN’T BEAR TO SEE TIANA LINDEN SO GRAVELY ILL

At the same time, Tiana Linden felt a bit worried.

She was afraid that the matter of Aiden Grant planning to rearrange Daisy’s situation during the day might change unexpectedly.

When she picked up the phone, she held her breath.

The voice of Aiden Grant on the phone was no longer as cold as before.

"Tomorrow noon, bring Daisy’s hair to the bottom of the Linden-Grant Group building."

"Don’t give it to anyone else, I’ll come to collect it personally."

After careful consideration, Aiden Grant was willing to do a paternity test once more.

For Tiana Linden.

And also because Daisy was indeed quite endearing.

Tiana Linden was ecstatic.

If after she dies, Daisy can live with Aiden Grant, it would undoubtedly be the best arrangement.

Fathers who don’t care for their own children are rare.

Tiana Linden believes that after some time spent together, Aiden Grant will come to like Daisy.

Her Daisy is so well-behaved and sensible.

"Aiden Grant, thank you!"

She suddenly burst into tears.

Not because Aiden Grant eased up, but because there was finally hope for Daisy’s future.

Aiden Grant was about to hang up, she quickly added, "Aiden Grant, don’t hang up, wait."

She expressed her concerns, "I’m afraid there might be accidents doing the paternity test in Veridia, can you do it elsewhere this time?"

At twenty-one years old, James Linden was instigated to do a paternity test.

The result was identical.

Each test proved she wasn’t James Linden’s biological daughter, and simultaneously exposed her mother’s affair with a first love.

Her mother died in childbirth; even though she had never met her mother, she firmly believed her mother wouldn’t betray James Linden.

But James Linden repeatedly did the paternity test in Veridia, all proving she wasn’t his biological daughter.

At the time, she also felt helpless.

So when Daisy and Aiden Grant’s paternity test results came out, she strongly felt that someone must have meddled with it.

This was exactly the same as the methods used by the person behind it years ago.

The paternity test agency in Veridia might have had problems long ago.

Aiden Grant hadn’t overlooked this issue.

His confidentiality work was done extremely well; other than him and Tiana Linden, no one knew he was doing a paternity test.

If the paternity test result still had issues under such circumstances, then there must be an insider, which would involve many things back and forth.

But this possibility was extremely small.

He preferred to trust his own prudence and thoroughness.

He responded, "I don’t need anyone to teach me how to do things."

After hanging up, he felt some regret.

Tiana Linden was so seriously ill, he shouldn’t have treated her this way.

At this time, Vivian Linden returned.

Originally Aiden Grant intended to eat at the private kitchen.

Vivian Linden found it too far, too time-consuming, "I need to rush back to the lab, let’s just eat somewhere nearby."

Aiden Grant agreed with Vivian Linden, "Alright!"

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at a Chinese restaurant.

Vivian Linden let Aiden Grant order, while she focused entirely on studying a medical book.

While waiting for the dishes, two men sat down at the next table.

One of them, with a buzz cut hair style, used his calloused hand to flip through the menu.

The man looked somewhat familiar.

Aiden Grant, who never forgets a face, immediately remembered that was Tiana Linden’s attending physician, Mason Zane.

After coincidentally meeting Tiana Linden at the hospital in the morning, he remembered the name of the attending physician on the examination report and had also looked up Mason Zane’s profile.

He intended to arrange a meeting after dinner to understand the situation better.

Unexpectedly, he encountered him at this restaurant.

Aiden Grant stood up, went over politely to greet, "Hello, Dr. Zane, I called you this afternoon, I’m Aiden Grant from Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals."

Dr. Zane with a buzz cut hurriedly stood up, wanting to shake hands with Aiden Grant:

"President Grant, I’ve heard a lot about you. I heard Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals recently developed a targeted anti-cancer drug which is soon entering the clinical trial stage, I truly admire you and your team. If the targeted anti-cancer drug can be successfully developed, it will benefit numerous patients. I wonder what brings President Grant to call today?"

After shaking hands, Aiden Grant went straight to the point, "Dr. Zane, have you treated a lung cancer patient, Tiana Linden?"

Dr. Mason Zane, frowning in thought.

Aiden Grant reminded, "Tall, skinny, with a four-year-old girl, a single mom."

Dr. Mason Zane showed a look of sudden realization, "Oh, you’re talking about that single mom. I honestly can’t remember her specific name, but I do remember the single mom very well. She’s so unfortunate, her child is only four years old, indeed has lung cancer, and it’s already in the late stage."

Aiden Grant didn’t speak.

This was Tiana Linden’s retribution!

But why did he feel so bad?

He did not want Tiana Linden to receive such retribution.

He couldn’t believe it, "Was there a mistake in the examination?"

Dr. Zane with a buzz cut vowed, "No mistake, she was examined twice here. Last time was half a month ago, the cancer cells hadn’t metastasized yet, but this time they spread so quickly to liver and stomach."

"..." Aiden Grant remained silent for a long time.

His eyebrows knitted into a knot, after much time, he spoke heavily, "Thank you, Dr. Zane."

Returning to his table, Dr. Zane commented further, "President Grant, if your team’s targeted anti-cancer drug can be developed sooner, it would be good."

Aiden Grant: "Our team is already rushing against time."

Back at the table, Vivian Linden was still engrossed in the medical book.

She didn’t even notice him leave for the neighboring table, only casually glancing when she looked up, "Aiden, where did you return from? Did you leave just now?"

Aiden knew she was wholly absorbed in medical research, so she didn’t pay attention to his conversation next door.

The words of Dr. Zane had troubled his thoughts, and he paused a bit before answering Vivian, "Hmm."

Vivian Linden responded with an oh, didn’t pay much attention, and continued to bury her head in the medical book.

Aiden got up again, went to a quiet corner, and made a phone call, "Help me contact the most authoritative lung cancer expert abroad, please be quick, thanks!"

Returning to the table, he looked at Vivian still absorbed in her medical book.

When the waiter served, he did not, like usual, take away her medical book and order her to eat quickly, but looked at Vivian solemnly, his thoughts chaotic.

In his mind was the image of Tiana desperately pleading with him.

Silence and clouds shrouded his features.

"Aiden, what’s wrong? Is something on your mind?"

"Let’s eat."

This meal, Aiden barely touched his food.

...

The next morning, Tiana Linden thought about delivering the hair to Aiden Grant at noon.

The hair needed for the paternity test had to be pulled out with the roots.

It needed to be at least five strands.

To be thorough, Tiana planned to send dozens of strands so that if any mistake occurred, Aiden could send samples to several testing agencies.

It’s not easy to pull out so many strands with roots at once.

While combing her daughter’s hair, Tiana had to lie to Daisy again.

"Daisy, Mom heard that if we tie a child’s and their mom’s hair together into a safety charm, we can bless each other with safety."

"Mom needs to pull out some of your hair, with roots. It might hurt a bit, can you endure it?"

Daisy, getting her hair done, tilted her head back to look at her.

Clearly seeing through her intentions, puckered her small lips unhappily, "Mom, you’re giving Daisy’s hair to that person to do a paternity test, right?"

Last time, she had several dozen strands pulled out with roots.

"..." Tiana Linden was unsure how to respond.

She couldn’t answer.

Daisy felt very sad.

"Mom, that person doesn’t acknowledge me at all. Why do you still go to him?"

"Mom, didn’t you promise me that we’ll never separate, and you won’t send me to him?"

"Then why are you pulling out my hair?"

"That person" was Daisy’s term for Aiden Grant.

She knew he was her dad but refused to call him dad.

"Daisy, he..."

"I don’t care, I just don’t like him."

Clearly, Daisy has begun disliking Aiden Grant.

Her round eyes suddenly welled up.

Her long eyelashes instantly became damp.

Her little lips pouted, extremely aggrieved.

"Mom, I don’t want to separate from you. Don’t go looking for that person anymore, okay?"

"Daisy has mom, mom is the best mom in the world, Daisy only needs mom."

Yes.

Daisy only had her.

After giving birth to Daisy in prison, Daisy could only rely on her.

This morning, she coughed up blood again, and the cancer cells had metastasized to the liver and stomach, with not much time left.

Should she just tell Daisy the truth?

Tell her she is terminally ill with cancer, won’t be able to accompany her for much longer, and let her go live with her dad, who would love her too.

The pain of separation by life and death, Daisy will face someday, better to know early, be mentally prepared early, adapt early.

Suppressing the complex pain inside, Tiana opened her lips, "...."