Love Knows No Bounds

Chapter 634

Most birthmarks were symmetrical, but melanomas were not. Some would even mutate, grow, and rot. These were signs that the melanoma had gotten worse. Some melanomas did grow within the body, though not as common as melanomas on the surface of the skin. And Emma's melanoma was in her esophagus. Getting it removed might affect her diet and the way she ate. Even though it was just a general introduction to the disease, Kendall still felt worried.

Dylan was shocked as well. "Is this true? Impossible. Miss Finley doesn't even look sick, and the company mandates a checkup for all employees every six months. The cost is paid for by the company. Miss Finley's health is perfect, and it hasn't been six months since the last checkup. How did this happen?"

"We're all as shocked as you are, but it's not the final diagnosis. Orapolis General Hospital's result states that this is a suspected case."

Dylan took the phone. "I'll call my high school chum. He's a doctor now. He knows more than we do. I'll get the best doctor for her, Kendall. Don't worry."

"Good. Call him."

Dylan made the call while Kendall listened worriedly. A while later, the call came to an end, and Dylan said, "If it is PMME, she should go to Ansela if she can afford it. The doctors there have experience with this. If she can't afford it, then she should make a trip to Imperia. Imperia Oncology Center's vice director is an expert in PMME. If even he can't deal with it, then her days are numbered."

"Toddy's going with her. You should delegate his work to someone else so he can go with Emma without any worries."

Dylan nodded. He then held Kendall's hand. "My sixth sense tells me this is just a false alarm, and my instinct seldom goes wrong."

Kendall nodded. She had that kind of feeling as well, but still she thought the checkups were needed.

"We should go inside. Charlotte's finished cooking."

"Oh, Roger's here." Kendall heard the honk of a car.

Dylan took her back into the house. "Good. He can have dinner with us."

They came back to the dining table a while later. Everything on it was made by Charlotte herself. Roger, Dylan, and Kendall kept quiet about Emma's case.

Kelly kept staring at Kendall and Roger during dinner, trying to glean something from them, but she failed. Damn it, they're hiding it well.

Roger stayed back for half an hour after dinner, then he got up. It was time for him to leave.

Kelly stood up and offered, "I'll send him off, Mom."

Kendall looked at Kelly, but she said nothing.

Charlotte said, "Kelly, your foot is still hurt. Walking hurts for you. Roger's family, so you don't have to send him off. He can come and go as he pleases."

Roger looked at Kelly's foot. "She's right. Sit down. You don't have to send me off. That goes for you too, Kendall. This isn't my first time here."

"Sitting around is bad for recovery. I should walk," Kelly insisted.

Roger didn't object anymore seeing how insistent she was. Instead, he slowed down so Kelly could catch up with him.

The Woods are nice to me. They all are. She just didn't like them because they were from the countryside. Even though their lives had gotten a lot better thanks to Kendall, she still didn't care for them. They were no match for the Parkers.

Ever since Kendall married Dylan, Parker Corporation had been growing exponentially. They just made record profits, and their share prices had skyrocketed as well. Kelly could never give that kind of wealth up. If she couldn't kill all the Parkers, then at least she must kill Adam and Charlotte. Without a will, she could at least have half the inheritance. It was a lot better than having Adam dictate the amount she would get. I'd probably only get a million or so. But if I can have half of the inheritance, that'd be at least dozens of millions.

Once out of the house, Kelly asked, "So, how are you and Miss Finley doing, Roger?" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She knew Roger was wooing Emma, and she was secretly mocking him for that.

Roger might fly into a rage if he knew Kelly was mocking him for that. He stopped and turned around with a smirk. "Roger? Fancy hearing that from you. Thought you'd call me a bumpkin."

"What? You're my brother. Of course, I wouldn't call you a bumpkin. You and Nelson are my family."

Kelly was shocked when she knew Nelson almost died just to help her out, but that feeling of surprise disappeared after Nelson was saved. Still, she was thankful for him. Without Nelson's help, Jackson and Krystal would never have been imprisoned, and she'd have had to come up with another way to shake Jackson off.

"You call us your family, and yet you never cared about us. Nell almost died because of you, but what did you do? And you never acknowledged your own parents. Never called them Dad and Mom. I know you hate us because we're poor, Kelly. If you hate us so much, then drop the act. Don't ask me any questions. I don't know what you're talking about, and even if I do, I wouldn't tell you."

Roger wasn't a fan of beating about the bush. He knew that Kelly was an evil woman, so no matter what she asked, he wouldn't give her any answer.

Kelly was annoyed. "I'm just concerned. I'm staying away from you for your own good." She didn't want to drag her family into this. Rosemi alone taking the fall was enough.

"Thanks, and keep staying away from us. Don't ask any questions. It's none of your business, and we don't need your help. Your foot still hurts, I reckon. Now get some rest and don't try to harm anyone ever again."