Upon hearing about the search for a match, Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Caleb, that’s great! With Alaric’s powerful connections, he will definitely find a suitable match for Moira," Estelle said.
Eleanor Sterling glanced at Estelle, slightly amused.
Hearing him repeatedly call Alaric Faulkner "Hades," she couldn’t help but smile. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on noᴠelfire.net
The bond between father and son is truly inseparable. From the beginning, Estelle had already liked Alaric and had been tirelessly trying to bring Eleanor and Alaric together.
Estelle noticed Eleanor smiling at him.
With a cautious expression, he said, "Sister Eleanor, why are you smiling at me? Do you have some plan? You’re not thinking of selling me off, are you?"
Eleanor touched his head, saying, "Don’t talk nonsense. I’ll tell you a secret in a few days."
"What secret?" Estelle asked, puzzled.
"I said it’s a secret, so naturally, it must remain mysterious. You’ll find out then."
The two kids seemed unaware that Alaric Faulkner was their father. Eleanor decided to choose a time to tell them.
She believed they would definitely be happy.
Besides searching for a match, Alaric also encouraged people from The Faulkner Group to volunteer for blood tests, and many eagerly signed up.
Even Ethan Finch thought Yvette Ray had it tough, so he volunteered for the test, hoping to help her.
Very soon, the results were out.
Eleanor scanned all the test results, her expression slightly surprised.
Unexpectedly, among all the individuals tested, Ethan Finch was the only one whose bone marrow matched Moira Ray.
She felt as if it was destined by fate.
After learning this, Yvette Ray sat silently shedding tears for a long time.
During this, Ethan went over to comfort her, expressing his honor to bone marrow for Moira and his willingness to cooperate with the treatment.
Yvette nodded while crying, unable to speak.
Ethan was at a loss, wondering why she was even more upset now that the child’s life could be saved.
Eleanor approached, and Ethan immediately gave her a helpless smile, not knowing how to console a woman.
After Ethan left, Eleanor patted Yvette’s shoulder and softly said, "Moira can be saved, isn’t that good news?
And Clara Thornton’s medicine is entering the third phase; it will soon be released. Everything is moving in a positive direction."
Yvette’s voice still carried a hint of raspiness as she said, "I’m just overwhelmed with joy. I never thought what I desperately pursued would come so easily."
It felt like she was emerging from a desperate situation to a sudden moment of joy that overwhelmed her.
Reflecting on how she had sacrificed her pride and humility to save Moira, pleading before Ronan Keating to reconnect with him, it seemed as though she was dreaming.
"Eleanor, thank you. If it weren’t for you, we might not have found Ethan, and Moira might have left us."
Eleanor chuckled, saying, "Alright, don’t mention unnecessary thanks."
Yvette knew there was no need to be formal with Eleanor.
She smiled and finally felt utterly relieved.
Eleanor joked, "You should treat Ethan well now; he is the last hope for Moira."
"Yes, I’ll definitely thank him properly."
Yvette felt as if she had been reborn, no longer needing to think about Ronan Keating, treating all the past events like a dream.
A week later, Eleanor crafted the jewelry design.
As for why she designed it for Faye Sterling?
Because she wanted to see Faye delight from heaven fall into hell, as the money for creating the jewelry was also provided by Alaric Faulkner.
Eleanor went to Alaric Faulkner’s office and placed the jewelry in front of him.
She glanced at him and scoffed, "President Faulkner, this is the wedding jewelry designed for you and Mrs. Faulkner. Are you satisfied?"
Alaric lowered his gaze and looked at the exquisite jewelry pieces on the black velvet cloth, his handsome brows slightly raised.
He stretched out his long, bony fingers, picking up the necklace. The intricate work shimmered brightly in his hand.
The jewelry seemed invaluable with flawless design, so beautiful it left one in awe.
He opened the clasp and placed it around Eleanor’s neck.
Eleanor was taken aback and asked, "What are you doing? Making me try it on for Faye?"