When Audrey got word that Brock was sick, she dashed to the hospital. As soon as Eliza spotted her, tears welled up, and she threw herself into her mother's arms. "Mom."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'm here," Audrey whispered, gently stroking Eliza's back. "We'll find a donor match soon enough. Brock's going to be okay."

"Mom, I'm terrified..." Eliza's voice trembled with the fear of the unknown and the uncertainty surrounding Brock's condition. She was on the brink, ready to crumble. "What if Brock..."

"That's not going to happen, honey. Don't let your mind go there." Audrey knew Eliza's emotions were all over the place. Časper should've been there with her, "Where's he at? Didn't he come in?"

Eliza dabbed at her tears, her voice tight with emotion, "He's outside."

"Don't worry, Casper will figure this out. He'll save Brock." Audrey wiped away the tears from Eliza's face, her voice filled with warmth and reassurance. "Brock's going to pull through, I promise."

With Audrey's comforting presence, Eliza began to relax.

A few hours later, Casper burst into the hospital room, a medical report clutched in his hand. "We found a match! Brock can have the surgery now!"

"Really?" Audrey's eyes sparkled with relief as she clasped her hands together. "Our Brock is truly blessed."

Eliza's emotions were a whirlwind-should she feel relief or heartbreak?

Her eyes turned icy as she looked past Casper, noticing the woman and boy standing behind him. The boy had a bandage on his arm, a clear sign of a blood test.

"Who matched?" Eliza's voice was sharp, each word like a shard of ice.

"It's Dylan. He's the match," Casper replied, his smile seeming out of place, almost mocking.

"Why him?" Eliza's gaze bore into Casper, her voice filled with suspicion. "Why aren't his own parents a match, but this stranger is? Explain this to me, Casper!"

Her voice shook, a mix of anger, disappointment, and deep despair.noveldrama

"I... I don't know," Casper stammered, clutching the report tighter. "This isn't the time to argue. I need to tell the doctor so we can prepare for the surgery."

As Casper tried to leave, Eliza grabbed his arm, yanking him back before landing a stinging slap across his face.

The sound echoed, and Fiona winced.

Audrey was equally stunned. What on earth was happening?

Casper stood there, bewildered, "Why did you slap me?"

"Casper, tell me, why didn't any of us match, but this boy did? What's your connection to that woman? Is this boy your son? Answer me!"

Audrey, hearing this, felt a chill run through her, as if a long-buried fear had been unearthed. Her eyes widened in shock, and with anger, she slapped Casper herself.

"You cheat! You have a kid on the

side? How could you do this to Eliza? How could you be so

reckless? If Brock hadn't fallen sick, were you planning to keep this hidden forever?" en

Audrey stood firmly by Eliza's side, unwavering.

Having spent years in the Welton

family, dealing with Tristan's various affairs and illegitimate children, she never imagined her son would repeat his father's mistakes.

"Casper, are you trying to be like your father? He was a nobody, and you want to be a nobody too? Let me tell you, if you have an illegitimate child, both of you can leave the Welton family. I won't have a son like that."

Audrey had zero tolerance for such betrayal.

If her son was involved in something like this, it felt like a dagger to her heart.

He knew what his mother had endured over the years; how could he even think of...

"Mom, please, let's not complicate things further," Casper pleaded, his mind on Brock's health. "I need to speak with the doctor about Brock's surgery."