Baelor Royal Elementary School, on the playground.
Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner met up.
Ever since Eleanor Sterling confiscated all communication devices, Estelle Sterling has become a lone ranger, with no use for her skills.
"Little Caleb, how did the last attempt to steal the blood sample go?"
Caleb Faulkner frowned, "Ah, don’t worry, the next blood draw hasn’t been scheduled yet. If I go now, it’ll arouse suspicion."
"What should we do, then?" Estelle Sterling looked troubled.
Caleb Faulkner gritted his teeth, "I’ll go all out. Tomorrow I’ll find an excuse to go to the blood bank and complete the task as soon as possible."
"Great, hurry up. We need to figure this out as soon as possible."
Recently, Eleanor Sterling was very determined to sever ties with Hades, and the situation seemed dire.
Estelle Sterling feared Eleanor would actually lose her mind and accept Micah Moss, which would dash her dream of being a Faulkner heir.
After school, Caleb Faulkner had his bodyguard take him to The Faulkner Group’s blood bank.
The staff inside were working in an orderly fashion. Seeing Caleb Faulkner, they exclaimed, "Little master, why are you here? It’s still a month before the blood draw."
Caleb Faulkner chuckled, "Really? I must have mixed up the dates."
The staff looked at him suspiciously but didn’t say much.
Caleb Faulkner said sternly, "You go ahead and work, don’t mind me."
The little guy’s serious demeanor had a hint of Alaric Faulkner’s aura, quite effective in intimidating others.
The staff could only nod, "Alright, if you need anything, feel free to ask."
After they left, Caleb Faulkner sneaked into the blood cold storage.
With his previous experience, he was extra careful this time, securing the blood packs of Alaric Faulkner and Jasper Faulkner and discreetly placing them in his backpack.
Once everything was ready, Caleb Faulkner carefully slipped out again.
"Done, next I’ll take this to Estelle for verification."
Caleb Faulkner provided Estelle Sterling’s new home address and had the bodyguard take him there.
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Harsh scolding echoed as a man berated a young employee.
"How can you be so careless! Not even closing the cold storage door? I’ve reminded you countless times, these blood samples are very important, you need to be meticulous!"
The young employee hung his head, silently enduring the criticism.
"Supervisor, it’s my fault, I don’t even know how the door was left open. I’ll be more careful next time."
The supervisor looked at the young man, "Fine, if you weren’t my apprentice, you’d have been fired for such carelessness!"
He said earnestly, "You mislabeled a whole batch of blood tags, this is a serious incident!"
Previously, the young employee, intending to cut corners, had labeled all blood drawn from Alaric Faulkner as Jasper Faulkner’s, and was later discovered.
The young employee heard and looked puzzled, asking, "Master, is it that severe?"
"Doesn’t everyone in Faulkner Family have the same blood type? Mislabeling shouldn’t matter, right?"
The supervisor sighed, looking at him with displeasure.
"That’s why I ask you to be more careful! Although their blood types are the same, it’s still better to distinguish them.
Otherwise, do you think, why do we store blood from the three Faulkner members separately?
Using autologous blood compared to non-autologous blood has fewer complications and is safer.
Let’s forget it this time, but pay attention next time, or I’ll be unable to cover for you!"
The young employee immediately nodded frantically, nervously saying, "Yes, I’ll pay attention next time."