Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 443 "Next week, at the Winter Gala, Lewis is scheduled to receive a national award on stage. But if word gets out about his grandson and granddaughter -in-law's scandal, do you really think he'll still get that award?" Wendy asked. The sound of the slap echoed. It was Nicholas who struck her. Wendy fell to the floor, clutching her cheek, but her lips twisted into a deranged smile. "Martha!" Valeria called out. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Martha collapse. She rushed forward and caught her just in time, but Martha was trembling , unable to stay upright , and then fainted.

Sebastian pressed his lips into a thin line and wrapped an arm around Martha, walking her out quickly. His eyes flashed cold as he turned to Brody and ordered, "Throw that woman out. From now on, she's not welcome in this house."" That night, nobody in the Grant residence got any sleep. Valeria stayed by Martha's side. Martha wasn't in any real danger. She was just worked up. After a couple of hours, she calmed down, pressing a hand to her chest to steady her breathing. Nicholas urged Valeria to go rest, and he stayed with Martha himself. Only after Valeria had stepped out did Martha speak.

"Even if Val's blood type matches Alexander's , we can't sacrifice her health. Wendy has gone completely mad. She's capable of ---- anything now. If she really calls the press and goes public, it will hit Dad hard. "He's spent his whole life in service and built his name on honor. This upcoming award is probably the last one he'll ever receive. You know his condition. He won't make it to next year. "Don't worry. Get some rest. I'll handle it," Nicholas replied, patting her hand to reassure her. Tears welled in her eyes.

"If Alexander were my own son, and I was a match, I'd give him my kidney in a heartbeat . He's my son..." Valeria stood quietly outside the door, not moving. Sebastian was standing next to her. He slipped an arm around her waist. With no lights on, the hallway was nothing but shadow and stillness, the air carrying a chill. They walked to the window. Outside, the moonlight in the early hours made everything look cold and dim. Valeria looked up at him. His face was tense, his lips pressed tight, his brow furrowed. She lifted her hand and touched his forehead. " Don't frown.

You look better without frowning." She rubbed his forehead gently until the furrow between his brows eased. Then, she said, "I won't agree to donate a kidney. I don't want to risk my own health. But... it still weighs on me. I feel awful. Alexander's always treated me well." Sebastian's reply came. "I won't let anyone hurt you." Valeria asked, "Would you agree? If you were a match for him, would you do it?" ---- "T don't know." He hesitated for a long moment before answering. And he really didn't know whether he would agree to it or not. It could be yes, and it could be no.

He gripped her shoulders firmly as he said, "Whatever happens , we'll face it together. Don't leave me, and don't be afraid." "Okay," Valeria said, nodding. Three days later, Wendy didn't call for a press conference. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but because nothing stays hidden forever-Alexander had already found out. "T only wanted more time with you, Alexander . I love you. I can't lose you." She kneeled by his hospital bed, clutching his hand. "Wendy, you've let me down." Alexander's face was puffy and pale. He let go of her hand. "T've given everything to the Grant Group.

Grandpa practically raised me. If you go through with this, you'll turn me into the one who failed this family. I'll never forgive myself. "and Valeria is your daughter. She's a human, not something you can barter away. She's still young -our daughter's age, even. I'll never accept an organ that was obtained illegally . What you're doing is against the law." "And what about me?" Wendy looked up, her face streaked with tears. "You're on your high horse, so you get to play the dutiful son, but what about me?"