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    Baron only gave a light smile as he sat down at Natalie’s side.


    “Your recovery will take time. Don’t push yourself.”


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    “I can wait,” Natalie murmured. Her eyes darkened. “But I want to know–whose skin is on me now?”


    When she’d woken, Shauna had told her the grafts had worked, even that her face had been slightly adjusted. Natalie had been stunned. Findingpatible donors wasn’t simple, and Yvonne was supposed to be dead. Who else could have given?


    Baron’s smile widened faintly as he told her the truth of Yvonne’s staged death.


    Natalie stiffened, worry rushing in. “If Yvonne gave me everything, what about her? Will she have aftereffects? Where is she now?”


    Baron knew her heart too well. If Natalie saw Yvonne’s condition, guilt would eat her alive.


    “She’s being looked after,” he reassured softly. “Her body needs time, but she’ll recover. I’ll find skin for her too. Don’t worry.”


    Natalie’s brow furrowed. She had read enough to know–one couldn’t give away all their skin without courting death. And the aftermath of grafting was brutal. Even a minor infection could kill.


    A life for a life.


    Her chest tightened. “Baron, don’t lie to me. Tell me the truth. Can Yvonne live? Can she truly be well?”


    “She can.” He caught her bandaged hand gently, voice lowering. “Before Yvonne agreed, I already reached out to the ck market. Three other donors matched you. I didn’t take all from Yvonne–1 split the grafts among four. She’s my sister now. You think I’d use her life to buy yours? I know you’d never ept it.”


    Natalie’s eyes widened. “Really?”


    “Of course. I still have the records. Want to see?”


    She nodded quickly. These people had saved her. She needed to know them.


    Baron handed her his phone. On it were three profiles. To her surprise, they were all from one <fnd3ce> Updates are released by F?nd-Novel</fnd3ce>


    Chapter 118 The Stone Family


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    “A family?”


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    “Yes. Quite a coincidence.” His lips curved faintly. “They aren’t ordinary folk either. Merchants. They don’tck money, but they’ve dedicated themselves to charity. They even founded a relief foundation after losing a young daughter to illness. To honor her memory, they’ve given and given, for years. Their eldest son recently took over the familypany, still learning the ropes.”


    Natalie listened with quiet awe. “When I’m stronger, I want to thank them myself.”


    “You will.”


    Baron’s gaze softened. Seeing her alive again, with hope in her eyes, made everything worth it.


    Their name was Stone.


    In Murica, the Stone family was no small force. Though they kept a low profile, their fortune was vast–a hidden power in the business world. Baron himself had been surprised they’d consented to donate. But in the urgency of Natalie’s condition, there’d been no time to question fate.


    Now it all rested on her recovery, on whether her body would ept the grafts.


    After a little more talk, fatigue imed her. Baron tucked the nket closer. “Rest. We’ll have all the time in the world to talkter.”


    “Alright.”


    Hershes fluttered closed.


    He stayed a while longer, watching, before leaving for Yvonne’s room.


    She had woken earlier, but pain made every breath heavy. When Baron entered, she tried to rise instinctively. He pressed her shoulder gently down.


    “Stay put. Heal. You’ve suffered enough. I’ll have the housekeeper bring you good food to build your strength.”


    Yvonne’s lips curved faintly. “Mr. Gunn, I’m not a child.”


    “You’re my sister now. My real sister. From today on, your name is Yvonne Gunn.”