“Kelvin, the Edwards family motto is to use knowledge to benefit others, without considering personal gain; if one’s medical ethics are sound, so will be their character. I believe Grandfather would support me too.”
Layne, who had just reached the doorstep, heard her words and her eyes welled up with tears.
Yes, these were the words he whispered in her ear on her first day of learning medicine.
In medicine, the most important thing was medical ethics, followed by technical skills.
While feeling reassured, Layne also began to regret. He had paid a painful price for this, losing his wife and beloved daughter.
Now, his granddaughter was about to embark on the same path?
“Cheyenne, even I disagree this time. You’re too impulsive. The virus from twenty-three years ago was only a prototype, but the current one is a superbug with doubled potency.”
Even he was unsure about finding the antidote.
“But Grandfather, if we stand idly by, more people will die. If there’s any way at all, Abel wouldn’t have come to me for help.”
The situation was clearly urgent.
Layne was caught in a dilemma. After a long while, he left with a despondent expression.
“Cheyenne, go and do what you want to do.”
Kelvin knew he couldn’t persuade her and silently threw the two plane tickets in his pocket into the trash bin.
Meanwhile, he chose to stay and fight side by side.
“Kelvin, I’m sorry.”
She noticed the crumpled plane tickets to Akloit in his hand, realizing that he must have been torn between conflicting pain.
His decision warmed her heart, and she willingly wrapped her arms around Kelvin’s waist, nestling quietly in his embrace.
“If you feel sorry for me, then after this is over, just stay at home and give me more children.”
“No.”
She felt that one was already enough.
Kelvin didn’t press the matter further. In fact, when he saw Cheyenne covered in blood lying on the hospital bed, he vowed never to let her experience such pain again in her lifetime.
The infection spread faster and faster. In less than three days, nearly half of the people in Onistead City had been taken to the hospital.
Kelvin moved with the children to Wind Hall. Every day, he would habitually glance at the closed laboratory door. The meals delivered to the doorstep would remain untouched.
Yvonne, holding the crying Oliver, found him and handed the child to Kelvin with a remorseful expression.
“The child must be hungry, but this little one recognizes people and won’t let me hold him.”
“Thanks, Yvonne. I’ll take care of it.” After training for some time, he could now handle holding the baby and changing diapers with one hand.
Before Cheyenne entered the lab, she put three days’ worth of breast milk in the fridge. But today was already the fourth day and she still hadn’t come out. Was something wrong inside?
Kelvin worried about her but didn’t want to disturb her. He had to deal with his crying son first. Perhaps it was a father-son thing because Oliver quieted down when he was in Kelvin’s arms.
“Yvonne, can you watch him for a bit? I’m going to make formula for my son.”
“He’s so young; can he drink formula?”
“We’ll have to try.”
While Cheyenne worked on finding a cure, Abel promised to investigate Selah’s death thoroughly. The truth came out. Bianca bribed Malaya to poison Selah during childbirth with the intention of killing both mother and child. But at a critical moment, Selah used Thirteen Needles to seal all toxins in her heart.
This allowed Cheyenne to be born safely.
Bianca and Malaya were soon arrested for murder charges while Davidson family fell apart completely.
Abel divorced Bianca in the morning; she was sentenced that afternoon by court. Emily went from being a high-and-mighty president’s daughter to being hated by everyone.
Hayden broke off their engagement and married Juliana, the heiress of the Chambers family – also an old acquaintance of Cheyenne’s – leaving Iker feeling amused at how karma works its magic. Emily abandoned him before only for Hayden now abandoning her instead.
The superficially vain Lara family not only lost their youngest son but also brought trouble into their home by marrying such an arrogant woman as Juliana who would cause chaos among them all day long.
The next day on TV news announced that the Cabinet decided Wind Hall would restore its one of four halls title again.
The four halls gathered together after years, and Layne announced publicly that Wind Hall would welcome its new leader – his granddaughter Cheyenne from this very day onwards!
On that same day Nymphscape Group finally emerged as well! Channing held an unprecedented grand ceremony announcing publicly that company’s CEO position would be taken over by none other than Cheyenne herself!
For some time after these events happened everywhere around Onistead echoed with just one name – “Cheyenne”.
After becoming the head of Wind Hall and the CEO of Nymphscape Group, Cheyenne’s net worth skyrocketed to billions in just minutes. It was rumored that she was only 22 years old and had a stunningly beautiful appearance, which attracted many young aristocrats.
Three days later, they finally met the legendary newcomer from Onistead – Miss Lawrence.
The woman was truly breathtaking. She wore a simple white coat that highlighted her delicate eyebrows and eyes. Her features were enchanting and exquisite, making her a true beauty.
Under Cheyenne’s guidance, they finally found the “X vaccine” to solve this virus outbreak.
She extracted antibacterial agents from berberine. After several days of research, an active vaccine was finally produced with a prevention rate of 90%.
To commemorate Cheyenne’s greatness, the Presidential Palace decided to award her with the Imperial “Purple Medal”, which was only available for generals, scientists or politicians who had made significant contributions to their country.
On the day she received her award, Cheyenne wore a gorgeous light purple dress as she walked down the red carpet under thousands of flashing lights from media cameras. She looked absolutely stunning!
When asked by reporters what motivated her during this research process to keep going until success was achieved,
Cheyenne confidently pointed at Kelvin standing among the crowd and said. “It’s my lover and child who waited for me every day at home while I worked on this vaccine.”
“I thought about them every day when I locked myself up in my lab. For them – for my man and child – I had to succeed.”
In front of national media cameras, Kelvin knelt down on one knee holding out an elegant box which contained ten-carat diamond ring, saying, “Miss Lawrence, let’s remarry.”
“Mr. Foley, I haven’t decided whether or not we should remarry yet but I’ll accept your ring first,” replied Cheyenne calmly but firmly.
Kelvin showed disappointment briefly before he regained his composure again. “I will wait until you say yes because life is long enough for me to accompany you forever.”
“Alright then,” smiled Miss Lawrence as she accepted his proposal once again.