There was a brief silence on the other end of the line. Robert was contemplating whether or not to disclose the resemblance between Roland Gilwynn and Scarlett.

After a moment, Robert finally spoke up. "Yes, that person is indeed very influential and highly regarded in some countries. But, I apologize, Scarlett, I can't disclose the patient's identity..."

"It's okay, Gramp. I understand," Scarlett chuckled softly. "Alright, Gramp, about the meal you offer, we'll join you for lunch because, in the evening, Xander's friends have invited us to dinner at their place."

"Okay, I'll send you the address of the restaurant tomorrow morning..."

"Sure, Gramp!"

Just as Scarlett was about to end the call, she heard Robert ask her something. A smile formed on her face, knowing that this old man would bring up the topic she anticipated.

"Scarlett, if I remember correctly, you mentioned that Jonathan Piers isn't your biological father, right?"

"Yes, that's correct. Grandpa, why do you suddenly ask about it?" Scarlett pretended not to understand, but joy grew inside her, knowing what he wanted to discuss.

"I was just thinking about your father," Robert lied. "...My dear, have you ever considered trying to find out who your real father is?" He asked cautiously, mindful of Scarlett's emotions.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Scarlett's lips. The conversation was heading exactly where she had hoped.

She deliberately took a deep breath, as if releasing the bitterness in her heart. After a moment, she replied, "I truly wanted to find him. However, I have absolutely no information about him," her voice trailed off as if she needed a moment to collect herself.

After a brief pause, she continued in the same tone, "Grandpa, you know... I only recently discovered that Jonathan Piers isn't my biological father, right?"

"Yes, I'm aware."

"Well, my father, Jonathan, also never knew anything about my birth father. My mother never told Jonathan about my father's identity before she died... So how am I supposed to find him? I don't even know his name," another deep sigh escaped from Scarlett's lips.

Robert gripped his phone tightly, deeply saddened by Scarlett's words. He felt a strong urge to tell her about Roland Gilwynn, who bore a striking resemblance to her, and a part of him believed that they were somehow connected.

However, how could he disclose such information when he had absolutely nothing concrete as evidence to support his hypothesis?

He needed some proof, some confirmation of their relationship. But how could he obtain it?

Suddenly, an idea sparked in Robert's mind. 

"Scarlett, have you heard about the King's Birthday party?" he asked.

Robert planned to bring her to the party and set up a meeting between Scarlett and Roland. It seemed like this was the best approach since he couldn't simply ask Roland Gilwynn to come to the hospital again.

"Of course, I've heard about the party," she replied with a broad smile. The thought of Robert attending the same event filled her with excitement. It would be much easier for her to meet Roland Gilwynn there.

"...Well, Grandpa, I'll also be attending the party. Xander's best friend is a royal family member who invited us to the event."

Robert was both surprised and delighted to hear that.  I think you should take a look at

"Wow! What a coincidence that I'll also be there. We can meet at that party, Scarlett..."

This was his opportunity to facilitate a meeting between Scarlett and her potential biological father.

Even though Robert found it impossible, there was still a possibility that Roland had an affair with an unknown woman and fathered a child with that woman.

Still, he finds it hard to accept because he knows how deeply Roland loved his late wife, even during her severe illness.

However, a part of him couldn't help but yearn to understand the truth behind Roland and Scarlett's relationship and how Scarlett's mother had come to know Roland and conceive his child. Curiosity gnawed at him, fueling his desire to uncover hidden secrets.

...

After finishing her conversation with Doctor Robert, Scarlett realized that Xander was nowhere to be found in the living room. 

Wondering about his whereabouts, she called out his name as she entered their bedroom, only to find it empty. Frustrated, she muttered to herself, "Where could he be?"

Just as she was about to dial Xander's number, the bedroom door swung open, revealing him standing there with his beautiful smile framing his handsome face.

"Oh, there you are, Xander. Where were you?" she asked.

"I was just checking on our dinner downstairs," he replied, approaching her. "Are you finished talking to Grandpa Robert?" He took her hand and led her downstairs.

"Yes, and guess what?" Scarlett's excitement couldn't be contained, and she eagerly continued speaking before Xander had a chance to interject. "It seems the old man noticed something between me and Roland Gilwynn. He asked about it..." 

As they made their way downstairs for dinner, Scarlett proceeded to explain the details of her conversation with Robert.

****

At the same time,

Rex deliberately chose not to bring his driver or anyone else. He wanted to be alone with Casey, uninterrupted by others.

After waiting a few minutes in the car, his cell phone finally rang. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he answered the call.

"I'm already in front of the studio. I'm in the Maybach. You'll recognize it when you come out from where you are now..." Rex informed Casey, knowing that as a member of the Fox core team, she would easily identify the car he was driving.

After ending the call, Rex felt his heart begin to beat faster. It was a strange sensation he rarely experienced when meeting a girl, and now it started tormenting him.

He attempted to calm himself down but couldn't stop his heart from beating rapidly and loudly. He tried to recall his training as a special force soldier to calm his heartbeat. Still, nothing is working. The circumstance is totally new to him. 

"Stop pounding so hard!" Rex scolded his heart, feeling somewhat helpless.

And then, his fear came true. As he saw a tall girl wearing a black hoodie, half of her face concealed, walking towards his car, his heart raced even faster.