Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 797:

Marissa’s worst fears were realized. She had just left the Palace Hotel when she received an urgent call from Rita.

“Boss, the situation is critical. The hospital has no Rh negative blood in stock. We’ve reached out to every hospital in the city, but none has any available. Our only option now is to find a willing donor.”

Despite the rising panic, Marissa managed to keep her voice steady. “I’ll start looking for a donor immediately.”

After ending the call with Rita, Marissa quickly dialed Ferris, briefing him on the urgent need for Rh negative blood for Lawrence. “Ferris, we need to mobilize all our connections and resources to find a donor right away.”

“Got it. I’m on it right away,” Ferris replied, his tone as urgent as the situation demanded.

Marissa hung up and chewed her lip in thought. Rh negative blood was notoriously difficult to source. While she had extensive networks and resources, her connections in Blebert might not be as strong as those of Connor. Realizing the urgency, she considered reaching out to Connor for help.

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Before she could dial his number, her phone rang—it was Connor calling.

She answered swiftly, cutting to the chase without preamble. “Connor, please, we need to find an Rh negative blood donor for Lawrence as soon as possible.”

Connor’s response came as a calm yet unexpected reassurance. “Marissa, don’t worry. I have Rh negative blood. I’ll head to the hospital right away.” With that, he ended the call.

Marissa let out a deep sigh of relief and hastily flagged down a taxi to the hospital.

Upon her arrival, she found that Connor was already there. The medical team quickly processed his blood donation and transfused his blood into Lawrence. After intense emergency treatments, Lawrence’s condition stabilized.

Lindsay, though also injured, was in a better state as her injury was less severe, and she had not lost any blood. Her issues stemmed mainly from shock.

Although both children remained unconscious, they were now out of immediate danger.

Feeling the weight of the crisis begin to lift, Marissa turned her attention to uncovering how such an incident could have occurred in the first place.

She sought out the kindergarten principal, her demeanor stern and demanding as she confronted him. “What exactly happened?”

The principal, visibly shaken and pale, faltered in his response. “Miss Nash, I… I can’t really say what happened.”

“You can’t say?” Marissa’s voice was icy, her frustration palpable. “I pay a significant tuition fee to ensure my children are safe and well-cared for in your facility, and yet they ended up injured under your watch. And now you can’t explain how it happened? What were the teachers doing? Where is the surveillance footage? Or was it your staff who assaulted my children? If you don’t provide a satisfactory explanation today, I won’t rest until this kindergarten is removed from the city.”

“Miss Nash, please, try…try to calm down. Let me explain the situation,” the principal stammered, his fear evident as he braced himself to relay the details of the unsettling incident. “The incident happened in the lush garden behind the teaching building. While the children joyfully chased butterflies, the teachers were keeping close watch over them. Lawrence and Lindsay, momentarily hidden behind a large tree, were out of sight for merely half a minute when a scream pierced the air. The lead teacher, responding with haste, discovered the children in a pool of blood.”

As he recounted the events, Marissa had discreetly accessed the kindergarten’s surveillance system. The footage confirmed the principal’s account. It captured the two children playing behind the tree, isolated yet within the confines of the garden walls, with no one else in sight.

She had examined Lawrence’s injury earlier. It was a deep, penetrating wound caused by a metal object, and she concluded that it was no accident. It bore the marks of deliberate harm, suggesting an adult’s involvement. Yet, a thorough review of the footage showed no sign of any adult or suspicious activity behind the tree, deepening the mystery.

Pondering over the strange circumstances, Marissa suspected something was wrong with the tree. She looked directly at the principal and asked, with a hint of accusation in her tone, “Is there any hidden passage behind that tree?”

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