"You're not going anywhere! If you walk out that door to find her, I'll disown you!"
Grant didn't look back. His voice was steady.
"Then disown me. I'm finding Claire no matter what. Joy was my daughter. I will see this through to the end."
The regret was crushing him now. If he had just listened to Claire — just once — would any of this have happened?
If he hadn't stolen Joy's cord blood, would she still be alive?
Mrs. Hudson, seeing that nothing would change his mind, was so enraged she coughed up blood.
"Fine! Go chase after those two dead weights. But don't you EVER set foot in this house again!"
By the time Grant found me, I was already with my lawyer, building a case.
Joy's body donation had been executed without my knowledge or consent.
If Grant hadn't run me down with his
