Chapter 37

Emilia more or less guessed who it was. She didn’t want to deal with it, so she asked the housekeeper to send them away. But before long, the housekeeper came knocking again, looking really awkward. “Miss, she’s refusing to leave. Keeps ringing the bell over and over. I really can’t do anything…” Through the window, a woman’s desperate voice floated up from downstairs, “Emilia, I just want to talk!” Emilia closed her book and stood up. “Let her come up.” Isabella followed the housekeeper in, snowflakes clinging to her coat, her face pale from the cold, looking pitiful. She immediately dropped to her knees in front of Emilia. “Miss Hart, please! I’m begging you!” “You want my help?” Emilia let out a laugh, her tone icy. “Talk to Dominic about whatever mess you're in. I can't help you.” “I just need your child’s bone marrow,” Isabella sobbed, voice shaking. “Lucas is still Dominic’s son. He’s the brother of your baby. You can’t just stand by and watch him die!” “You said it yourself—he’s