"Yes, you all keep watching." James Carter signaled his mother to be quiet.
The netizens captured the video starting from when the host asked the second question.
So, not long after Mother Carter finished speaking, everyone sitting next to the mobile phone heard what Bright Sampton said.
Starting from him thanking the team leader, then saying he wanted to find the biological parents for his sister, and mentioning Annâs Hospital in the Capital Province suburb, the fire in the delivery room, and the three parturients.
Father Carter, Mother Carter, Old Sir Carter, Old Madam Carter, everyoneâs expression of watching something entertaining began to gradually fall apart.
And Mother Carter directly looked over to James Carter.
"James~" Mother Carter called her sonâs name, only to realize her own voice was actually trembling.
Mother Carter could never forget every scene and every moment of giving birth to her daughter in the past, so she remembered everything that happened that day very clearly.
"James, are you trying to say that Jane Sampson might be looking for your mother?" Father Carterâs palm clenched into a fist, slowly loosened, and then clenched again.
Father Carter shook his head, "Could it be a coincidence?"
"What kind of coincidence?" Old Sir Carter simply didnât believe there could be so many coincidences in this world.
One thing can be called a coincidence.
But two or three things, are they still coincidences?
"She was born on the same year, month, and day as Jillian." Old Madam Carter said, "And it was at the same hospital, on the same day, in the delivery room that caught fire, what kind of coincidence could that be."
"Dad, whether itâs a coincidence or not, look at this, and youâll know." James Carter exited the video, found the chat history with his assistant on WhatsApp, opened one of the pictures with the appraisal results analysis, and then pushed the mobile phone back to everyone.
He said, "I went to that house early morning today, took momâs hair from the bed in her bedroom, and then quietly plucked Jane Sampsonâs hair, had my assistant send it to do a paternity test, and this is the appraisal result analysis sent by my assistant. Dad, take a look."
Father Carter didnât need to look to already guess.
If it werenât for the fact that the situation was truly shocking and so significant, James Carter wouldnât have called everyone home, and wouldnât have laid out this matter so solemnly.
But Father Carter still glanced at the mobile phone screen, a string of numbers, plus an appraisal result analysis, Father Carter sat there, unable to recover for a long time.
Mother Carterâs eyes immediately reddened, "So, Jane is my daughter? Jane is the biological daughter I worked so hard to give birth to back then?"
Whenever Mother Carter thought of Jane Sampsonâs life recently being exposed on twitter, she felt immense pain.
"Iâm an unqualified mother, thatâs why I couldnât protect my daughter. Whenever I think of the days she has lived over the years, my heart just..." Mother Carter started to cry softly.
At this moment, all her tears were for Jane Sampson.
Mother Carter believed in her son. This appraisal report was enough to prove everything, enough to reveal the truth.
"It turns out this little lass is a granddaughter of the Old Carterâs family, no wonder the first time I saw her, I thought she looked a bit like you." Old Sir Carter turned his head to look at his old wife and said, "Turns out, this little lass also carries a part of your blood in her body."
"My daughter~" Father Carter finally came back to his senses and was instantly filled with self-blame.