Chapter 7: The Truth Hidden In Noah’s Blood
The drive to the hospital felt endless.
Alexander sat in the back seat with Noah pressed against his chest while I sat beside him, staring out the window at the passing city lights.
Nobody spoke.
Not because there was nothing to say.
Because there was too much.
The pool incident had started as a mystery.
Then it became a family betrayal.
Now it had become something darker.
Someone had planned for Noah to be in danger.
And the thought of that made my hands shake.
Alexander noticed.
“You okay?””
I looked at him.
The question surprised me.
After everything that happened, he was asking about me.
“I’m fine.””
He shook his head.
“No, you’re not.””
I looked away.
“Yesterday, everyone thought I hurt your son.””
His face tightened.
“I know.””
“I was standing there begging people to believe me.””
“I know.””
His voice was quiet.
For the first time, I heard regret.
“I was wrong.””
I didn’t answer.
An apology couldn’t erase the fear.
It couldn’t erase the moment everyone looked at me like I was dangerous.
But before I could say anything, the car stopped.
We rushed inside.
A doctor was waiting.
“Mr. Whitmore?””
“Yes. What happened?””
The doctor glanced at Noah.
“Your son is stable.””
Alexander exhaled.
“But?””
The doctor hesitated.
“We found something unusual.””
My heart sank.
“What kind of unusual?””
The doctor looked at Alexander.
“Before we explain, we need to ask. Has Noah been around any medication, chemicals, or unusual substances recently?””
Alexander immediately shook his head.
“No.””
The doctor opened a folder.
“His blood test showed traces of a sedative.””
The hallway went silent.
I felt cold.
A sedative.
Someone had tried to make a baby unconscious.
Alexander’s face changed.
“What?””
The doctor continued.
“It was a small amount, but enough to make him extremely drowsy.””
I looked at Noah.
That explained everything.
The stroller.
The timing.
The attempt to make it look like an accident.
Someone wanted a helpless child near a dangerous situation.
Alexander’s voice became low.
“Who gave it to him?””
The doctor shook his head.
“We don’t know yet.””
I looked at Alexander.
“Someone inside the house.””
He didn’t argue.
Because he knew.
The doctor continued.
“We also found something else.””
Alexander looked at him.
“What?””
“The medication was administered before the party.””
A horrible realization crossed everyone’s faces.
This wasn’t a sudden plan.
It had been prepared.
Hours earlier.
Alexander closed his eyes.
“Who had access to him?””
I answered before anyone else.
“Many people.””
Everyone looked at me.
I continued.
“Guests. Staff. Family.””
The doctor nodded.
“That’s why the police will need a full list.””
Police.
The word changed the atmosphere.
Because this was no longer a family secret.
This was a crime.
When we returned to the mansion, officers were already waiting.
The investigation began immediately.
Every room was searched.
Every person was questioned.
And for the first time, I saw how powerful people reacted when they couldn’t control the situation.
Catherine was no longer confident.
Victoria was no longer elegant.
They were scared.
Alexander stood in the library while an officer reviewed information.
Then the officer approached him.
“Mr. Whitmore.””
“Yes?””
“We found something in Daniel Cross’s old records.””
Alexander looked up.
“What?””
The officer handed him a file.
I couldn’t see the contents.
But I saw Alexander’s expression.
“What is it?””
He looked at me.
“Daniel wasn’t just trying to change the company ownership.””
“What was he trying to do?””
Alexander swallowed.
“He was trying to prove Noah wasn’t my son.””
The words hit the room like a shockwave.
Nobody moved.
I looked at Noah.
A baby who had almost died because adults were fighting over secrets.
The officer continued.
“Daniel believed if Noah’s identity was questioned, your inheritance plans would collapse.””
Alexander looked furious.
“But that’s impossible.””
“Apparently, someone gave him information.””
“Who?””
The officer looked toward the hallway.
Nobody spoke.
Then a phone rang.
Everyone turned.
It was Catherine’s.
She looked at the screen.
Her face changed.
Alexander noticed.
“Who is calling?””
She didn’t answer.
The phone continued ringing.
Then the officer stepped forward.
“Please hand it over.””
Catherine hesitated.
Finally, she gave him the phone.
The officer looked at the screen.
Then his expression changed.
“What?””
Alexander moved closer.
“What is it?””
The officer looked up.
“The caller is listed as Daniel Cross.””
Everyone froze.
“That’s impossible,” Victoria whispered.
“Why?”” Alexander asked.
“Because Daniel disappeared last night.””
The officer stared at the phone.
“But someone is using his number.””
The call ended.
A few seconds later, a message appeared.
The officer read it silently.
Then looked at Alexander.
“What does it say?””
The officer hesitated.
“It says…”
He looked at Noah.
“Don’t trust the woman who saved your son.””
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My blood ran cold.
Everyone slowly turned toward me.
