Chapter Eighty - Three

Anita sighed, her steps heavy with the weight of her decision as she walked away from her mother, who still wore a shocked expression. After a moment of silence, Juliana's voice broke the tension.

"Are you serious?" she asked, her tone laced with skepticism. "How would you go about it?"

Anita's response was chillingly composed. "I've thought of a plan," she said calmly. "I'll have the girl abducted and arrange for a trusted colleague to perform the transplant in our closed clinic. No one will suspect a thing."

Juliana recoiled in horror. "You want to take someone else's child..." she began, her voice trailing off in disbelief.

"I don't care," Anita interrupted, her tone unwavering. "I would sacrifice thousands of lives to protect my daughter."

Juliana's shock turned to annoyance as she rushed forward, grabbing Anita's arm and spinning her around to face her. "Are you mad?!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion. "You can't be this heartless!"

But Anita was resolute. "I am,"