“Because the hospital keeps information on all the patients they’ve seen and it’s easy to compare them.” Ives Norton explains simply.
But Baird Lane never had peace in his mind, “That means you have the DNA of Leo Bort’s ex-wife’s daughter and you know who she is?”
Ives Norton let his eyes droop.
Baird Lane gripped the quill tightly, “Who is she?”
“Before you answer, you can tell me what you sought her for.” Ives Norton looked at him with an incredibly serious expression.
Baird Lane rubbed his temples, “It’s Christine White who is looking for it, she wants that daughter of Leo Bort, to fight with Molly Bort for the inheritance, you should know that a family can’t have two heirs, and once there are two, it will bring a huge heavy blow to a family if there is an internal rivalry. ”
“And then what?” Ives Norton’s glasses reflected back.
How did Christine White know Molly Bort had a sister?
Did that Hugh Dong say that too?
And how did this Hugh Dong know about it, and what role did he play in all this?
“And then …” Baird Lane’s dark pupils held a few wisps of ethereal light, and his thin lips curved up a little, “Of course she thought that after doing so, she could help me diminish the power of The Lane Family’s enemies.”
Ives Norton’s mouth twitched, “Don’t think I don’t hear you bragging to me that she’s doing this for you.”
Baird Lane grunted, “Can we talk now?”
“It’s possible, but …” Ives Norton trailed off, selling it.
Baird Lane sank his face in displeasure, “What more do you want?”
“I only ask one thing, that you protect her and the daughter of Leo Bort’s ex-wife.” Ives Norton returned.
Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “Reason.”
“Because she’s Christine White!” spat Ives Norton slowly.
Baird Lane’s pupils plummeted and his face changed slightly, “What do you mean, Christine White is Leo Bort’s daughter?”
“That’s right.” Ives Norton nodded.
“That’s impossible!” Baird Lane pranced to his feet, “How could she be Leo Bort’s daughter.”
“I know you won’t believe this, but it’s the truth.” Ives Norton said, walking over to a bookcase, pulling open a drawer and pulling a report out of it and tossing it to him, “This is Christine White’s appraisal with Molly Bort and Leo Bort, so you can take a closer look at it and you’ll know if I’m lying to you or not.”
Baird Lane didn’t answer, his eyes darting over the appraisal.
At the end of the reading, he violently crumpled the appraisal into a ball, his breath low and suppressed around him, “When did you know Christine White was Leo Bort’s daughter?”
“Before Molly Bort’s first surgery, I was in charge of Christine White’s full medical checkup at the time, and that’s when the nurse noticed something wasn’t right with them, and then I knew.” Ives Norton replied.
Baird Lane stared at him grimly, “Why did you keep this from me until now!”
“For one thing, I don’t know what to say, and for another, I don’t feel the need to tell you.” Ives Norton clouded his eyes with him.
Bang!
Baird Lane hammered his fist on the table, “Ives Norton, you …”
“All right!” Ives Norton interrupted, “Instead of blaming me here, why don’t you think about what you’re going to do when you find out who Christine White really is, tell her the truth or keep it from her?”
Baird Lane was silent.
Ives Norton looked at him for a moment, then suddenly sighed, “Baird, this is no small matter, either telling her or keeping it from her will do her a disservice, think it over, I’m a bit tired, I’m going to go and get some sleep in the lounge, piggyback the door for me when you leave.”
With that said, Ives Norton patted Baird Lane on the shoulder and left the office.
Baird Lane is the only one left in the office.
He sat back in his chair somewhat disheveled, his large hand propped firmly against his forehead, his eyes staring deep into the crumpled appraisal.
He knows that Christine White is not the daughter of The White Family and he has been searching for her real parents.
But how could he not have realized that her real parents were, in fact, Leo Bort and his ex-wife?
This is also really a big joke, obviously the closest relatives, but now they are enemies, he even do not know whether to tell Christine White the truth, told her, she will accept it?
Baird Lane doesn’t know the answer, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before suddenly tearing the appraisal to shreds with one hand and getting up to leave.
When he returned to the company, this matter was on his mind all the time, so much so that his whole body was out of work, and he was frequently distracted during the meetings.
Gates is all stunned because he’s never seen Baird Lane like this before.
After the meeting, Gates could no longer resist and opened his mouth with a concerned greeting, “President Lane, are you not feeling well somewhere?”
“It’s okay.” Baird Lane rubbed his distended temples, “Pull back the manpower searching for Christine White’s real parents, there’s no need to look.”
“Oh?” Gates pushed up his glasses in surprise.
Baird Lane took a sip of his iced coffee, “I already know who her parents are, plus, here’s a task for you.”
Gates expression straightened up, “President Lane please.”
“You send a couple of men over there and get that couple from The White Family into the basement of the parking lot, I want to see them tomorrow.” Baird Lane ordered with narrowed eyes, a cold aura emanating around him that sent chills from the bottom of his heart.
Since he now knew who Christine White’s real parents were, there was no need for him to be scrupulous; it was time to ask how Christine White had actually become their daughter.
Gates hears Baird Lane’s words and is startled for a moment by the coldness in his words before nodding his head with a serious face, “Okay President Lane.”
“Go ahead and make the arrangements, I’ll head back.” Baird Lane fished aside his suit jacket and stood up.
Gates watched his back as he left the office, dismayed.
President Lane leaves early again …
It was only three o’clock in the afternoon when Baird Lane returned to the villa.
Christine White was reading a design book, the afterglow glimpsed him coming back, and still a little incredulous, thinking that she had misread it, she hurriedly put down the book in her hand to rub her eyes.
After rubbing it, she looked toward Baird Lane again, and he was still standing there and hadn’t disappeared.
That means he’s really back.
“You …” Christine White pointed at him.
Baird Lane flicked her fingers away and spat out the word in slight disgust, “Stupid!”
Christine White instantly blacked out, “You’re calling me stupid again.”
“Not stupid?” Baird Lane lifted her chin and stared at her face, “Don’t rub your eyes later, they’re red.”
Christine White heard that he was caring about herself, her heart was a little sweet, and she was busy nodding her head quickly, “Well, no more rubbing, by the way, why did you come back so early today?”
“Got a bit of a headache, so I came back early.” Baird Lane walked around the couch and sat down.
Christine White was nervous, “Headache? Are you sick?”
She reached up and was about to touch his forehead.
Baird Lane avoided her, “No, too much going on lately, annoying.”
“Really?” Christine White was still a little unsure.
Baird Lane hmmmed, “Really.”
“So.” Christine White fixedly looked at his face, and seeing that there was indeed nothing wrong with his face, she was relieved not to pursue the matter any further.
“It’s good if you’re not sick, but you must say it when you’re sick.” Christine White poured a glass of water for Baird Lane, “That’s how you are as a person, you hold everything in your heart, you don’t say anything until others ask, sometimes it’s really helpless.”
“You’re educating me?” Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.
Christine White shook her head, “No, I’m concerned about you.”
Baird Lane grunted and didn’t say anything more, picking up his water glass and taking a drink.
After finishing his drink, he put down his glass of water and suddenly spoke, “Christine White, if you found out that the family you have now, is not your real family, and your real family has a grudge against you, would you recognize them?”