Begging For A Reconciliation

When Jane saw how accommodating and unspoiled Leah was, she could not help feeling even more tender and affectionate toward her. She took a card out of her purse. “There’s still some credit on this card. Go ahead and use it for whatever you want; if it’s not enough, let me or your father know.”

Leah could not help feeling moved by this gesture. She replied with genuine gratitude, “I’ve got more than enough money. I’ve still got credit on the card you gave me last time.”

“Spend the money if you have to, don’t scrimp on things, alright?” Jane advised, smiling. “I’ve noticed that you’ve not been looking very well lately. If you have time, go for a health checkup at the hospital. Also, if anything happens or anyone tries to bully you, you must tell me…”

“Yes, I will.” Tears welled up in Leah’s eyes. She had never experienced a feeling of belonging like this before. She had a home to return to, a family who was concerned about her, and people who were willing to stand up for her and protect her.

She had experienced none of these things when she had been in the care of her previous adoptive father, Charlie.

Forget about the past now, Leah told herself. From now on, she would make her home with the White family and live a peaceful, happy life with them as Ms. Sarah White.

…

Gordon retrieved a photograph from a folder and placed it on the table. “Do you still remember this girl?” He asked Dr. Fenton.

Dr. Fenton picked up the photograph and stared at the image of Sasha. Frowning, he pondered for a while. “I seem to recall her. Isn’t this the little girl whose face was severely damaged? I attended to her, didn’t I? That’s right, I did. It’s definitely her. It’s been ten years since then, though.” The elderly doctor gave a long sigh, then looked up shrewdly at Gordon and asked, “I remember that she was adopted by a couple, but I don’t know how she’s doing now. Why are you asking me about this?”

“My wife and I were the ones who adopted her,” Gordon explained. “However, we’ve discovered that we might have adopted the wrong girl by mistake. I suspect that there was someone manipulating things behind the scenes, so I’ve come to see you to clear up a few things.”

“What do you want to know?”

know who brought her to the orphanage

in silence, staring at the photograph. He put on a

a smile. “Now I remember. She was brought to the orphanage

he looked like?” Gordon pursued

a soft hiss, his brow creasing even more. “That, I don’t really recall. Oh, yes! That’s right, I remember now.

of his acquaintance who had a scar on the chin. Furthermore, he was an affable man who had not fallen afoul of anyone yet, so he did not think that he would have many enemies. Nonetheless, he committed this clue to memory and

case, do you still have the DNA report for the paternity test you conducted on her?” Gordon

been so long, I don’t remember anymore…” Dr. Fenton murmured, his gaze clouding over. As he spoke, he got to his feet. “However, you’re in luck. I didn’t throw away the reports of the examinations I made back then. They’re all in

finally pulled out a file, his hands trembling from age. “There,

opened it. When he saw

turned grim as he stared at the file in front of him. An unpleasant idea was slowly taking shape in his mind. Sasha’s DNA report was indeed inside the folder! However, it was completely different from the one that the orphanage director had

though he was not a medical professional, he could see at a glance that this DNA report and Sasha’s blood type indicated that they were not related at

have taken the wrong report, after all. There was only one way

switched

was the case, then they

tightly, then turned to Dr. Fenton. “Dr. Fenton, can I take this

course, take it with you. When the orphanage caught fire ten years ago, these reports would have all been destroyed if I hadn’t rushed

more at this. Dr. Fenton’s comment further strengthened his suspicions. Someone had wanted to use the fire to cover their tracks. However, it would not have occurred to them that something like

Dr. Fenton, then hurried home, taking the report

about the matter. In a fit of anxiety, he called Leah. As soon as she answered the call, she asked immediately, “Dad? Where have