Chapter 206: Quota
Chapter 206: Quota
Her gaze returned to Mrs. Olsen… She thought of Uncle Olsen’s protection of her, and the madness that seemed ready to create a bloodbath in the hospital for her sake.
She couldn’t help but wonder if there was something between Mrs. Olsen and
Uncle Olsen.
Should she go see Uncle Olsen then?
Keira hesitated.
isla would meet someone without any hesitation. She harbored the intention to curry favor, wanting to let Jake know about her connections, but Keira didn’t need any of that.
From Taylor and Uncle Olsen’s conversation, it was obvious Mrs. Olsen didn’t want to see Uncle Olsen, so as Mrs. Olsen’s daughter, Keira should certainly side with her mother!
With this thought, Keira replied to the message. “I’m sorry. I’ll go if my mom
agrees.”
When she sent this message, she didn’t know why, but there was an inexplicable feeling of happiness in her heart.
When she was little, other people would always say “My mom won’t let me do this and that”, and later there was even a popular phrase online that went “My mom won’t let me play with idiots.”
But every time she saw those words, she would pause slightly.
Because her “mom” would only tell her not to defy Miss Isla’s orders and not to do well on tests. She never truly cared for Keira’s welfare.
But now, she also had a loving mother.
A glimmer appeared in Keira’s eyes. She walked to Mrs. Olsen’s bedside again and took her other hand. Even though the word was hard to say, she still said
“Mom…”
Right after it was spoken, Mrs. Olsen, who had remained motionless on the bed, moved her eyes slightly.
Keira seemed to sense something, and just as she was about to look at her
mother, her phone suddenly rang.
Keira glanced at the caller ID, took another look at Mrs. Olsen, then walked to the side to take the call.
She didn’t see that when she let go of Mrs. Olsen’s hand, Mrs. Olsen’s fingers also moved slightly.
Keira stepped out to answer the call, and a voice came from the other end. “Oh, my dear Researcher Nora, our Alzheimer’s project has reached the final stage, and the research institute in Clance has also begun the clinical trial phase, with many people signing up. Since you are in Crera, could you possibly take charge of the scientific data in Clance?”
Keira said indifferently, “Didn’t we agree that I’m only responsible for the research and not the subsequent management?”
“There’s no helping it. Crera is a country of personal relationships. As soon as we put out our project, many people tried to get a trial spot through connections. But we have limited initial funding, and the medicine is only enough for 50 people, so it has to be managed by you, our unbiased researcher!”
Keira reflected for a moment. “Then I won’t take anyone’s connections into consideration, and I’ll only select suitable subjects for the experiment.”
“No problem.”
The person on the other end laughed. “In Crera, probably only your status can intimidate those administrators. I’m truly desperate to have come to you for this.”
“Understood.”
Keira then said, “By the way, I have a very important person in Oceanion who probably can’t wait until the end of the drug trial. Arrange for someone from Clance to come over in person.”
“No problem at all,” the other person laughed. “I’m also very curious about who the person that made you suddenly pick up this long-stalled project must be?”
Keira lowered her gaze. “It’s my husband’s grandmother.”
“OK, got it!”
Keira hung up, the corners of her lips curling up into a faint smile.
Keira hadn’t expected the progression of Alzheimer’s drugs to be faster than she imagined. Now that her grandmother’s condition was still good, applying the medication should mean she might be able to recall past memories after a while.
Then, they would be able to clear up the mystery of why she and Lewis were married in the first place!
Of course, Keira wasn’t doing all this for the old Mrs. Horton just because she wanted to know the answer, but because during her most painful and helpless moments, Mrs. Horton had given her the warmth of a family.
Thinking back to the warm moments she had spent with old Mrs. Horton in that small two-bedroom apartment, Keira was moved
Then, she looked toward Mrs. Olsen.
“Mom, you have to wake up soon and make up for over twenty years we’ve
missed.”
Just as she thought about this, Lewis’s phone began to ring.
Keira assumed he was busy with company matters and didn’t mind, but then she heard Lewis’s voice, deep and panicked. “What? Grandma fainted? I’ll come back right away!”
After hanging up, he glanced at Keira.
Keira glanced at Mrs. Olsen, and without hesitation, she walked up to him. “I’ll go back with you.”
She had been insistent on staying by Mrs. Olsen’s side because it was clear Mrs. Olsen had something to tell her before she fainted, so Keira wanted Mrs. Olsen to see her as soon as she woke up.
Now that she knew what Mrs. Olsen wanted to say, and since Mrs. Olsen wouldn’t wake up anytime soon, she decided to go back to the Horton family with Lewis to see how Grandma was.
Down in the parking garage.
Ellis stared at his phone for a long while, rubbing his eyes and thinking he must have read it wrong.
Uncle Olsen was someone those Clance elitists would die to ingratiate themselves with – even Isla and Jake had wanted to make sure they treated him well after seeing him.
Even just now, when Jake left, he’d come over to say goodbye and mentioned they had prepared a place for them to stay.
But what was this response from Keira?
She would listen to her mother?
He pursed his lips, and even the veins in his forehead throbbed!
Did Keira even realize what she was doing?
Even if she wasn’t an illegitimate daughter, she was just a daughter from a second-tier wealthy family and certainly wasn’t good enough for Lewis. If Uncle Olsen cared for her so much, she just had to say a few kind words, and if Uncle Olsen recognized her as his goddaughter, everything would naturally fall into place!
That Keira really didn’t know what was good for her!
All of Ellis’s subtle movements were witnessed by Uncle Olsen, who asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ellis pulled a face and handed him the phone.
After seeing the response, Uncle Olsen didn’t get angry but instead laughed. “This Keira has indeed inherited Miss Jodie’s spirit!
He hadn’t really favored Isla, finding her behavior too petty, not at all like Miss Jodie.
Unexpectedly, Keira hadn’t only the same aura as Miss Jodie but even a similar personality!
A look of admiration flashed across Uncle Olsen’s eyes.
He was about to get back into the car when he suddenly saw Lewis and a girl running out from the hospital building’s entrance in a hurry!
Uncle Olsen’s steps faltered slightly, and his gaze fell on the girl!