Chapter 150

Nina didn't give it much thought.

Richard had been waiting all day. The longer he waited, the more frustrated he got.

Even Michael noticed. "Richard, what's up? You've been glued to your phone all day. Did something happen with Nina at the hospital?"

Richard shot him an annoyed look. "You don't know anything!"

Michael grinned. "I've been in eighteen relationships, Richard. Trust me, I know a thing or two. If you need advice, just ask."

Richard scoffed. "Eighteen relationships and got dumped seventeen times?"

Michael was speechless.

After a moment, Richard asked, "If a girl asks you two questions, what does it mean?"

Michael grinned, but Richard's glare wiped it off his face.

Michael got serious. "Depends on the questions."

Richard hesitated. Everyone knew Michael couldn't keep a secret. If he knew, the whole casino would know.

But Richard had been holding it in all day. He finally said, "She asked if I was single and what my phone number is."

Michael got excited. "Nina seems conservative, but I didn't expect her to be so forward!"

Before he could finish, Richard smacked him on the head.

Richard's cold gaze swept over. "Language!"

Michael moved away. "So, did Nina ask you herself?"

"No," Richard paused. "It was Isabella. But I think it was Nina's idea."

Michael nodded. "If she asked those questions, she's interested. Nina's being proactive. What are you waiting for?"

Richard glanced at his phone. "Waiting for her to contact me."

Michael slapped his own head. "Richard, you're usually smart. Why are you clueless about women?"

Richard frowned. "What do you mean?"

Michael tapped the table. "Nina's giving you a chance. You should've stayed and cleared things up. Waiting for her to contact you? Seriously?"

Richard was skeptical. "Is that so?"

Michael said, "Of course! Go to the hospital and find Nina. She'll be happy to see you."

Richard thought about it and felt Michael made sense. After all, men should be proactive in relationships.

But he had no experience and didn't react at the time. He wondered if Nina would be mad now. Thinking about it, Richard got anxious and wished he could fly to Nina.

Just as he stood up, his phone rang. He looked at it, puzzled.

Michael was curious. "What's up?"

Richard smirked. "She messaged me."

Michael asked, "So, still heading to the hospital?"

Richard thought for a moment and shook his head. "Nah, I know her. She's gentle and probably wants to take it slow. I'll just keep in touch for now."

He smiled and started replying to the message.

Michael shook his head.

Later that evening, Zaire and Sebastian showed up at the hospital.

Seeing Zaire, Nina's smile faded. She didn't greet him, just looked away indifferently.

Zaire kept staring at her.

Isabella couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Jose, what are you looking at?"

Zaire smiled. "I heard she's got a rare blood type?"

"Yeah," Isabella said, puzzled. "Why?"

Zaire said, "Don't you know rare blood types are hereditary?"

Isabella was even more confused. "What do you mean?"

Zaire didn't elaborate. He just looked at Nina and asked, "Nina, can I have a word with you?"

Isabella didn't know what Zaire and Nina had to discuss, but she respected Zaire and left the room with Sebastian.

Sebastian brushed Isabella's bangs aside. "You've been in the hospital all day. Aren't you bored?"

Isabella said, "It's okay."

She wanted to eavesdrop but was pulled back by Sebastian. "If you want to know something, just ask me."

Isabella blinked. "Why did Mr. Jose come, and why did he mention the hereditary nature of rare blood types? What does he want with my sister?"

"You have a lot of questions." Sebastian smiled. "Let's take a walk downstairs; I'll answer them one by one."

The park downstairs was beautiful, with lights on at night and many people around the fountain.

Isabella wasn't in the mood to enjoy it; she kept asking Sebastian questions.

Before answering, Sebastian asked her, "Isabella, have you ever felt that you and Nina don't look alike?"

"I don't look like my sister. What's the problem?" Isabella was puzzled.

Sebastian looked at her, a hint of worry in his eyes. "Have you ever thought that you and Nina might not be biological sisters?"

A night breeze blew, carrying water droplets from the fountain, making it feel cool.

Hearing Sebastian's words, Isabella shivered.

"What's wrong?" Sebastian put his arm around her, leading her away from the fountain, protecting her. "Are you cold?"

Isabella shook her head. "What you said gave me goosebumps."

She rubbed her arms, but the sense of loss and fear lingered.

Sebastian led her to a bench, took off his jacket, and draped it over her. He spoke slowly, "You know, Zaire and Kelsey both have rare blood types."

Isabella's eyes widened.

Sebastian held her hand, "Margaret, too."

Isabella blinked, recalling Zaire's words about the hereditary nature of rare blood types.

Her thoughts raced; she began to guess the answer, finding it unbelievable. "Zaire and Kelsey inherited Margaret's rare blood type. Are you saying my sister is the lost daughter of the Jose family, Lisa Jose?"