The Boy Who Save Billionaire's infant son

Chapter 2: The Price of a Miracle

Ethan woke in a clean hospital bed.

William Carter stood near the window, arguing quietly with a doctor. His tie was loose, his face pale, but his grief had changed into something restless and dangerous.

"His vitals are unstable," the doctor said. "Severe exhaustion, low blood pressure, cellular stress. I cannot explain it."

William asked, "Will he live?"

"He should recover. But I have never seen anything like this."

Ethan opened his eyes. "Where is Noah?"

William came closer. "My son is alive. Critical, but alive."

Ethan relaxed slightly. Then he tried to sit up. "I need to go home. My grandpa will worry."

"I sent someone to find him," William said.

"No." Ethan's voice sharpened. "You don't send men in suits to my grandpa. You don't let Carter medical people near me."

William went still. "Why not?"

Before Ethan could answer, Celeste entered.

She wore a soft blue dress and a careful smile.

"There he is," she said. "Our little miracle worker."

Ethan pulled the blanket higher. He did not like the way she said it.

Celeste turned to William. "The hospital staff are already whispering. If this becomes public, that boy will be hunted by reporters, scientists, churches, and worse."

William said, "He is a child."

"To us," Celeste replied. "To others, he is a cure, a weapon, a fortune."

The word made Ethan's stomach twist.

"I am not a thing to study," he said.

Celeste's eyes sharpened. "No one said that."

"My mom said that too."

The room went silent.

William picked up the photograph from the table. "Was your mother Marina Reed?"

Ethan stared. "You knew her."

Before William could answer, shouting came from the hallway.

An old man forced his way in, soaked from rain and gripping a cane.

"Ethan!"

"Grandpa!"

Walter Reed crossed the room and pulled Ethan close. Then he turned toward William.

"I told your people years ago. You do not touch this boy."

Then Walter saw Celeste.

His face changed.

"You," he whispered.

Celeste smiled faintly.

"Hello, Walter. I wondered how long you could keep him hidden."