Taking Back What My Sister Stole novel Chapter 132

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If she agreed now, and the matching test succeeded, when it came time for him to actually donate his bone marrow, he would definitely demand even more outrageous terms.

Dillon had his own calculations. “No.”

“Then forget it,” Priscilla refused without the slightest hesitation.

Dillon raised his voice. “Aren’t you thinking about the child? What if the matching test works…”

“It might not work,” Priscilla cut him off.

Dillon was left speechless.

Priscilla was just too sharp–tongued.

He hung up the phone in anger.

Tears welled up in Priscilla’s eyes. With family like this, she couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.

“Mommy.”

Noah woke up and, seeing Priscilla, immediately snuggled into her arms.

“Mommy, I want to go outside and play.”

He was only three, but already so sensible.

But no matter how mature a child is, they’re still a child. After

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staying in the hospital for so long, he longed for sunshine and playmates outside.

Priscilla hugged him tightly and gently comforted him: “When Noah gets better, Mommy will take you wherever you want to go.”

Noah clutched Priscilla’s clothes, sulking. “Will Noah never get better?”

He was on the verge of tears. “Will Noah be like Lucas, never able to see Mommy and Daddy again?”

“Lucas?”

“Oh, Lucas is my good friend. He’s sick like me.”

Priscilla guessed as much. She hugged her child tightly, trembling, and stroked his soft little face.

“Noah will always be with Mommy.”

“Then why doesn’t Mommy come to see Noah? Does Mommy not like Noah?”

“No, Noah. Mommy loves you the most.”

Choked with sobs, Priscilla let the sorrow swallow her whole.

“Noah…”

Priscilla murmured the name softly.

When the child was born, everyone was filled with joy and anticipation. They even brainstormed together to choose a name, and finally settled on Noah, hoping he would grow up peacefully and healthily.

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But in just half a month, everyone she loved was gone.

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Priscilla was lost in the sorrow of the past, her fingers gently caressing Noah’s cheek.

The eyebrows… the eyes…

They all resembled that person.

Her phone rang with a jingle–it was a call from Bonnie.

As soon as Priscilla picked up, Bonnie’s anxious voice came through.

“Cilla, did you see Noah?”

Priscilla’s heart trembled. How did Bonnie know?

“Grandma…”

“Dillon told me you saw Noah,” Bonnie’s voice was full of excitement and joy. “How is the child? Has he grown up?”

She couldn’t wait to see the child. “Why don’t you bring him over so Grandma can have a look?”

Priscilla’s throat felt dry and tight.

Dillon had told Bonnie about Noah, but hadn’t mentioned Noah’s illness.

This was his way of warning her.

How ruthless.

“Cilla?” Bonnie couldn’t help but ask when she heard no response for a while. “What’s wrong?”

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Priscilla snapped back to herself, closed her eyes briefly, and tried to sound normal. “Noah has caught a cold these past few days and isn’t feeling well. Once he’s better, I’ll discuss it with Luciano.”

She didn’t dare tell Bonnie about Noah’s illness.

Bonnie hurriedly asked, “Is it serious?”

Looking at the sleeping child on the hospital bed, Priscilla lowered her voice to reassure Bonnie: “It’s not serious, he’s just a bit listless. Luciano is watching over him closely, so I haven’t had a chance to bring him out yet.”

“The child’s health is most important, Grandma’s not in a hurry,” Bonnie said quickly. “Just take a couple of photos for Grandma when you have time.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Priscilla stepped outside.

She called Dillon.

Dillon had been waiting for her call. As soon as he answered, before Priscilla could speak, he asked, “Have you made up your mind now?”

He was certain Priscilla would agree.

Priscilla looked at the distant sky, her tone icy. “Dillon, have you forgotten who is with Grandma now?”

Dillon’s expression changed.

“If you dare upset Grandma, be prepared to face his wrath.”

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Priscilla despised Dillon for using Bonnie to threaten her. She used to worry that Bonnie might be upset, but now that Frank was there, a schemer like Dillon wouldn’t really dare to provoke Bonnie.

Dillon was furious, realizing that Priscilla was becoming more and more disrespectful, even calling him by his name directly.

“Larissa is now Wes’s sister, Sir Carlton’s god–granddaughter. She’ll protect me,” Dillon said confidently and proudly.

Priscilla replied calmly, “Then you can try and see whether the Carlton family is run by Sir Carlton or Wesley.”

“You…” Dillon was so angry he was about to explode.

Priscilla always knew exactly how to handle him.

His mind was racing.

Priscilla was the old lady’s most beloved granddaughter, and Noah was Priscilla’s daughter, so naturally Bonnie would be fond of her too.

If he really made things difficult for Priscilla, Bonnie would be displeased.

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