Grandma doesnot know me then keep your hands off my villa

Chapter 1 Taking my five year old daughter for her checkup, I spotted omething weird on the form-a kidney function test that wasn't supposed to be there. "It's required for donor matching. You didn't know?" The nurse's explanation left me completely confused: "I didn't hook that. There's been a mix-up." "No mix-up. Mr. Hayes added it himself when he made the appointment." Hayes, My husband, Archer Hayes. That's when I caught sight of another form in her hand; Diagnosis: Polycystic kidney disease. Patient: Felicity Hayes, Guardian signature: Archer Hayes. My heart snapped.

I forced my hands to stop shaking and managed a smile. "Oh, I see my husband signed as the guardian. Must be some relative of his. I should probably go check in on her." "Could you tell me which room she's in?" The nurse glanced at Poppy's paperwork, then pointed. "Third floor. Room 312." "Thanks." I scooped up Poppy and headed straight for the elevator. The mirrored walls showed my face-tight, bloodless. Poppy wrapped her arms around my neck, her breath warm against my cheek. 12.20 Grandma Doesn't Know Mo? Then een Your Hands Off My Villa!

15.0% Chapter I "Mama," she whispered, "is the matching thing... bad?" My arms tightened around her. She was too young to understand what donor matching meant, but she could read the tension in my voice. "Yes." My voice came out cold, detached. "People who love you dont make you do that." "Then why does Daddy want me to?" The elevator dinged. Third floor. I looked into her clear, trusting eyes and tried to smile, but my face wouldn't cooperate. "We're about to find out." Room 312 was at the end, door half-open.

I was about to push through when a woman stepped out-beige cardigan, no makeup, the whole soft-girlfriend aesthetic Archer always went for. "Can I help you?" she asked, her eyes flicking to Poppy before her expression shifted. her Hayes's wife." I kept my voice level. "I'm here to find out how my husband ended up signing paperwork 1." wheeled a cart past us. A couple of visitors stood nearby, chatting. he woman's face flickered for a second. "Oh-you must be Sloane!" She rearranged her features into something meek and apologetic. "Hi, nice to meet you.

I'm Ivy Holbrook." "Archer's my distant cousin. My daughter and I came up from our hometown for treatment, and we didn't know anyone here. Archer's just been helping out-" "Is that right?" I stepped past her into the room. I wasn't buying the cousin story for a second. 12:39 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa! 15.2% Chapter 1 There, a girl lay in the hospital bed-maybe seven or eight, oler than Poppy. She was flipping through a picture book. Hearing the sound, she looked up. And my breath stopped. The round cheeks. The slight upturn of her nose. Those eyes.

She looked exactly like Archer. "Mommy, who are they?" the girl asked, her voice small and sweet. Ivy rushed in after me. "This is your aunt Sloane and your lile cousin Poppy. Say hi, Felicity." "Hi, Aunt Sloane," Felicity said obediently. Then she looked at Poppy. "Hi. Poppy." Poppy wriggled out of my arms and started looking around the room with open curiosity. Her gaze landed on the nightstand, and her eyes lit up. "That necklace looks like mine!" owed her stare-and my stomach dropped. asp was custom-made, a special design I'd commissioned because Poppy kept breaking regular ones.

"That's my-" Poppy started to point. Ivy was already at the bedside, snatching the necklace off the table. "Oh, this? Just a cheap knockoff. Kids love shiny things, so I grabbed it at some random store." Her smile stayed in place, but her fist was clenched tight around the pendant. "Really?" I said softly. I still remembered the day that necklace disappeared. Poppy came home from preschool in tears, saying she'd lost it. We'd torn the house apart looking for it.

Eventually, Archer had hugged her and said, "Daddy'll get you an even better one." I'd been buried in a pitch for a new contract at the time, so I didn't think much of it. 12:39 Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Keep Your Hands Off My Villa! 15.4% Chapter 1 But now that I thought about it-Archer had come home early that day. So that's probably when he took it. Poppy looked up at me. "Mama, that necklace really does look like mine..." "Yours is at home, sweetheart," I said, brushing her hair back. Then I turned to Ivy.

"What's wrong with Felicity?" "Polycystic kidney disease." Ivy's voice went quiet. "The doctors say... she'll need a transplant." "I see." I nodded. "Well, we'll let you rest. Sorry to intrude." As I walked out, I heard Felicity's small voice behind me. "Mommy, when is Daddy coming..." The door clicked shut, cutting off the rest. I held Poppy's hand and walked down that long hallway. My steps were steady. My hand didn't shake. But something inside my chest was freezing over, inch by inch, starting from my heart and spreading outward.

Back in the car, I buckled Poppy into her seat and turned on her favorite cartoon. ama's gonna make a quick call, okay? You watch this for a bit." y." She nodded, already absorbed in the screen. I walked to a corner of the hospital garden and dialed my assistant. "Ms. Gardner?" "Trey," I said, my voice eerily calm, "I need you to pull everything on Archer." "Last five years-no, make it seven." "Bank statements, travel records, phone logs.

Focus on anything tied to Seattle." "And I need a full background check on a woman named Ivy Holbrook." "I want the report in three days." 12:39 (0) (0) Grandma Doesn't Know Me? Then Heep Your Hands Off My Villa! 15.6% Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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