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Chapter 159 Quinlyn didn't have any particular hobbies; she was just checking to see if Calvin had any signs of surgery.

87% Since he was tied up and couldn't fight back, it made things pretty easy. The camera scanned from his hair all the way down to his feet.

"Go back and scan his chest again," Jolie instructed.

Quinlyn stayed calm and walked back to get a closer look. To be sure, she even touched it. Sure enough, she found a faint scar near his heart. "There's a surgery scar.” The scar was about the size of a bowl and had been stitched up crookedly. Even though Calvin's skin was soft and he'd used scar cream, making it harder to see, the texture was different when she touched it.

His face was so red that it looked like it might bleed, and he was mumbling, though it was hard to tell what he was protesting.

Quinlyn took a step back, thinking for a moment before, out of habit, she pressed a jackknife to his neck. “I won't hurt you. I just need to ask a few questions." Calvin thought to himself, 'Look at me. How can I trust you?' But Quinlyn ignored his thoughts with the knife still at his neck. She pulled the blanket off and asked, "You've been on so many shows, so why is your family still so poor?" Calvin stared at her for a moment. After holding it in for a bit, he couldn't help but say, "Can you at least coverwith the blanket first?" "Oh," Quinlyn said, and she did as he asked.

With the blanket back over him, Calvin's mood lightened a bit, and he answered, "It's because I was really sick when I was a for my treatment." kid. My parents went into debt trying to pay "What kind of illness?" Quinlyn asked.

"I don't know. I just remember being in the hospital for a long time, and then one day I slept for a really long time. When I woke up, I was fine," Calvin explained.

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"What about the scar on your chest?" Quinlyn asked.

"My parents said I got a scratch when I was playing," Calvin said.

Quinlyn studied his eyes. He seemed sincere, so she figured he wasn't lying. He genuinely didn't know anything about it. "Jolie," Quinlyn said, sitting by the bed and speaking into her earpiece. "Can an adult and a child swap hearts: Jolie was cautious in her response. "Theoretically, it's not possible, but there might be exceptions. The safest option is to bring him in for a checkup." "Got it," Quinlyn replied. She turned to Calvin and said, "I found the connection between you and Elsa. It might help you. Do you want to cwith me?" Calvin sounded desperate. “I want to, but how am I supposed to go with you like this?" Quinlyn looked down at him, and with a quick motion, she cut the ropes tying him up.

As soon as Calvin was free, he rushed to the wardrobe to grab sclothes. But halfway through, the door opened again.

11:29 Thu, 27 Mar m A Chapter 159 ☐☐☐☐ 87%L 58 Bennett walked in suddenly. The first thing he saw was Calvin, naked from the waist down, with clothes scattered on the floor. Then he noticed Quinlyn playing with a folding knife. He raised an eyebrow. "Getting a little crazy, huh?" "It's not what you think. Letexplain," Calvin shouted, panicking as he tried to get his pants on.

Bennett couldn't help but laugh. He decided not to tease him anymore. After talking things over with Quinlyn, he used the excuse of filming an ad to take Calvin away.

Brent and Laura didn't dare follow them. Right now, Quinlyn was their only hope.

The car headed back to Westwood University, where they had all the right equipment. Calvin was rushed in for tests, and five minutes later, the results cback.

"He's definitely had heart surgery, and it was a major transplant-done not too long ago, within the last few years," the doctor said, proving their suspicions were right.

“But adults and kids have different immune systems. A heart transplant shouldn't work, right?" one of the students asked, watching the procedure.

The doctor, an expert in heart surgery, shook his head and said, "Nothing is ever absolute. Fathers and sons can sometimes match. There could be a rare case where it works.

"Plus, you mentioned the kid might have memories from the donor. With something that strange happening, who's to say a heart transplant couldn't work?" The students nodded, agreeing it made sense. But while they were caught up in the medical wonder of it all, Jolie slammed her hand on the table, clearly upset.

She said, "This is insane. They put a dead person's heart into him without a donor agreement. That's a crime!" Even though Brent and Laura did it to save their child, they went ahead with the transplant without getting permission from the living donor, violating basic human rights.

If everyone started doing this, people would kill innocent donors just to save their kids. This was exactly why there were laws -to stop this kind of thing.

Bennett was free at the time, so he took over the case. Before he left, he handed Calvin off to Quinlyn. "It's up to you if you want to tell him the truth." The investigation wasn't too complicated. Even if the hospital deleted the computer files, there were still paper records. A quick search would reveal everything.

Quinlyn didn't hesitate. As soon as Calvin cout of the exam room, she told him everything.

It was the height of summer, the sun shining bright and the hallway feeling hot, but Calvin's face turned pale a feeling like he'd been dropped into an ice-cold pit.

"You're tellingI stole someone else's heart... and their memories?" Calvin asked.

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stened.

"Yeah, pretty much," Quinlyn said, watching him closely, her voice calm. "You're smart. You must know something's not right with you." She used the word "not right" instead of "unusual" or "extraordinary." Calvin went silent, lost in thought. Everyone liked getting praised, including him.

When he first woke up in the hospital, it felt like his brain had been unlocked like he could use both sides of it in ways he Thu, 27 Mar 27 Mar ** A Chapter 159 4887%1 never had before. It was amazing His parents called him a genius, and after an accidental interview with a reporter, he was thrust into the spanja, and everything just took off from there,

At first, he doubted it, but he chose not to think about it. He didn't want to dig into where that power cfrom. He just accepted it as a gift from the universe. He was happy as if he had won the lottery. But the dreams kept coming, more vivid each time, and he started seeing places, people, and events he'd never experienced It was obvious those memories weren't his.

He realized the truth-he was a thief. And his parents were the ones pulling the strings.

Two hours later, the paper records were found, and Douglas was arrested on the spot.

Quinlyn and Jolie went with Calvin to the police station to give their statements. As they walked in, they ran into his parents.

"Calvin, are you okay? Did they do anything to you? Officer, what exactly did we do wrong? That guy was dying of cancer anyway," Laura pleaded.

"Our son's still so young! We spent almost everything trying to get him a choot him heart. If we had any other choice, we If wouldn't have done it. Do you want us to just sit back and watch him die?" Brent added. They argued passionately, as though nothing mattered more than their child. They acted like anything was okay if it meant saving their kid, even murder or worse.

But before they could say anything else, a new group of people burst into the station. The leader Camilla Iverson, stormed up to Brent and Laura, clawing at their faces furiously. She shouted, "Your kid is precious, but what about my son? What did he ever do to deserve this? Even after he's dead, you're still messing with him!" "You took his blood to match for a transplant while he was barely holding on to life in the hospital bed. Is that even something a human being should do? "If your son had died, would you be okay withdonating his heart, lungs, liver-everything? Would you?" AD Comment mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1