Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - Chapter 571

Chapter 571: Chapter 571: Investigating the Mystery of One’s Origin 1
“Thank you!” Angela Reid gratefully shook the doctor’s hand and promptly turned to leave.

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This was definitely not a coincidence, Emily Walker might really be her daughter from twenty years ago…

Once she thought about this possibility, Angela couldn’t wait to find Emily and personally ask her if she was the daughter she lost 20 years ago!

However, as the car started driving towards Excellence Group, Angela began to ponder as she looked at the photos in her hands.

If she just went and asked Emily so recklessly, would she deny it?

She felt that Emily was not willing to reveal her own identity precisely because she didn’t want them to know that she could be the Walker family’s missing child.

What should she do?

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She remembered the last time when Emily herself said she was her parents’ biological child, that it was impossible for her to be Angela’s daughter.

If she still denies it as firmly as before, how could she continue to ask about it?

Thinking about this, Angela’s originally excited expression suddenly became dejected.

Without enough certainty, she couldn’t go ask Emily recklessly.

“Watson, back to Walker Manor.”

Hearing this, the driver Watson immediately turned the car around.

By this time, it was getting close to dinner time, and Baxter Walker had already returned from the Company.

As soon as Angela entered the living room, she looked at the servant preparing dinner and asked, “Where is the master?”

“In the study.”

The servant answered, and Angela walked straight towards the staircase entrance in the center of the living room.

Angela had returned in such a hurry and was very eager, so she didn’t notice her daughter Camila Walker sitting on the sofa waiting for dinner.

She was holding the remote control, intending to greet her mother when she returned, but before she could open her mouth, she saw Angela hastily walking to the study on the second floor.

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Since this afternoon, Camila, who had been somewhat puzzled, couldn’t help but feel even more bewildered seeing her mother’s expression.

She stood up, looked towards the direction of the second floor, and step by step also went up to the second floor with her baffled heart.

Inside the study, Baxter Walker was still busy with Company matters. Hearing the study door being opened, he looked up.

As soon as he saw Angela, he quickly stood up.

“Angela, where have you been? Camila said you weren’t yourself this afternoon. What exactly happened?”

He walked over, clearly noticing the unusual expression on his wife’s face, and his brow furrowed even more.

As soon as Angela saw him, she eagerly grabbed Baxter’s arms, her expression anxious and full of infinite desire, “Graham, do you know who donated the bone marrow to me?”

Upon hearing this, Baxter’s tightly knitted brows suddenly relaxed, and he wore a stunned look on his face, “I know, it’s a girl named Clarissa Adams.”

Thinking about this, Baxter paused and then remembered, “Right, didn’t you and Camila go to Excellence Group to find her this afternoon? Did you find her?”

“We found her!” Angela nodded non-stop, her excitement looking unusual to whoever saw it.

Even if she found the donor, was there a need to be this excited?

“Graham, the person who donated the bone marrow to me was Emily Walker!” As she said this, Angela’s already excited mood suddenly turned sorrowful as she burst into tears.

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At this moment, Camila, who was standing outside the door preparing to knock, suddenly heard her mother’s words and her hand, which she had just raised, froze in midair.

Could it be that the person who donated the bone marrow to her mother was actually Emily Walker?

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