Forbidden Passion
Chapter 541 Taylor Agreed to Take a Paternity Test

Phoebe didn't have time to bicker with Mason. She snatched the surgery consent form and bolted to the elevator, heading back to the ER where the nurse was pacing like a cat on a hot tin roof. "Why the heck are you so late?? Don't you get the patient's in bad shape?" the nurse snapped as she rushed into the OR.

The door swung shut, leaving the hallway dead silent.

Phoebe wiped her face with her hand, pulling out her phone to call Theodore. But before she could dial, the ER door flew open again, and the nurse was back.

"The patient's bleeding out and needs A-negative blood. Our blood bank's out of stock. It'll take at least an hour to get it from the blood center, and the patient can't wait. Do any of the patient's relatives have A-negative blood?" the nurse asked, her voice urgent.

Phoebe's mind was spinning. "You mean a rare blood type?"

"Yeah, get in touch with her relatives for a blood test, quick. Time's ticking," the nurse urged.

Phoebe quickly dialed Theodore's number. He was still pissed and hung up on her. Biting her lip, she had no choice but to call Taylor.

Taylor picked up fast, her voice soft, "Phoebe, are you home? Get some rest."

"Mom, I'm at the hospital ER. A friend needs A-negative blood. I remember someone in our family has that type," Phoebe said.

"It's me. I'll be right there," Taylor replied.

After hanging up, Taylor got up to head downstairs. Theodore quickly asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

"Phoebe called. A friend of hers needs a blood transfusion. I'm going down for a bit. You stay here with your dad. I'll be back soon," Taylor said.

Theodore frowned, "You've been unwell lately. How could Phoebe ask you to donate blood? That's so thoughtless of her."

Taylor patted him, "It's about saving a life. I know my own condition. Don't blame her."

"I'll go with you," Theodore said, following Taylor to the elevator.

When the elevator doors opened, Vanessa was inside with a cane. She looked startled when she saw Theodore and Taylor. "Taylor, Theodore," she greeted.

Taylor glanced at Vanessa, "Vanessa, heading out this late?"

"I've got something to handle," Vanessa said, avoiding Taylor's eyes. Madison's call earlier had her on edge.

"It's late. Be careful," Theodore said.

"I will," Vanessa replied with a warm smile, feeling a bit comforted.

When the elevator hit the first floor, Theodore and Taylor stepped out. Vanessa watched them leave and let out a long sigh of relief.

Outside the ER, the nurse whisked Taylor away before they could say a word, the urgency clear.

As soon as Taylor left, Theodore grabbed Phoebe's wrist, his face cold as ice. "Phoebe, what the hell are you thinking? Which friend of yours is making Mom donate blood?"

Phoebe replied, "Grace. She was in a car accident, right in the alley outside the hospital."

Theodore was stunned, "No way, how could that happen?"

Phoebe gave a bitter smile, "I know you think I'm full of it, and you don't buy that Grace could be your real sister. But dude, this is life or death. If something happens to her, it won't matter if she's not your sister. But if she is, how are you gonna live with yourself?"

"Phoebe!" Theodore snapped, "What kind of spell has Grace put on you? My only sister is Madison."

Phoebe stared him down, "If Vanessa had told you this, you'd at least check it out, right? But because it's me, you think I'm talking crap, don't you?"

"What does this have to do with Vanessa?" Theodore looked confused.

Phoebe yanked her arm free, her tone icy, "Mr. Reynolds, I'm not making this up. If you wanna know if Grace is your sister, get a DNA test with her and your parents. If it shows they're not related, I'll kneel and apologize to you." "You!"

Phoebe turned away, not wanting to argue anymore.

Theodore was fuming. Her stubborn look only made him madder, "Phoebe, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Phoebe bit her lip, staying silent.

Theodore clenched his fists, his mood darkening, "How can you be so sure Grace is my sister?"

"Because she looks a lot like Mom," Phoebe paused, "And do you think her getting hit by a car tonight was just a random accident? I don't think so."

"Phoebe," Theodore warned, "I don't care what you're thinking, just stop it."

Phoebe looked up at him, sadness in her eyes. "I know you don't believe me. It's fine. The truth will come out."

Phoebe turned to go find Taylor in the blood department but stopped in her tracks.

Taylor stood there, pale and shaky, staring at Phoebe, "Phoebe, is what you said true?"

Phoebe was stunned. She hadn't expected Taylor to hear.

"You said Grace, lying in there, is my real daughter. Is that true?" Taylor asked again. Phoebe nodded slightly, "Yes."

Taylor collapsed to the ground, and Theodore rushed over to support her, holding her in his arms, "Mom, are you okay? Phoebe, shut up. Haven't you caused enough trouble?" Phoebe's eyes reddened.

She was also worried that Taylor wouldn't be able to handle it. After all, Taylor had raised Madison for twenty years, only to find out she wasn't her real daughter. This would be devastating for anyone. But Theodore's words made it sound like Phoebe was making things up, which hurt her deeply.

If it weren't for Grace's sudden car accident and Mason's attitude, Phoebe wouldn't have been so pushy about getting Taylor to recognize Grace quickly.

"Theodore, don't talk to Phoebe like that," Taylor said, leaning on Theodore for support. "Get DNA samples from me and Grace and take them to the testing center for a paternity test."

Theodore's face darkened, "Mom, think carefully. Once you do the test, whether Grace is part of the Reynolds family or not, it will hurt Madison." That was why he didn't want to believe Phoebe.

"Don't tell Madison until we have the results," Taylor said. "I trust Phoebe. She must have her reasons for saying this."

Phoebe's eyes welled up with tears. Taylor's trust in her made Theodore's accusations even more hurtful, "Mom, thank you for believing in me."