Chapter 72


    Leah nodded and smiled at Jane. “Alright then.”


    When Jane saw how amodating 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 mest 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 welltely. 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 ced 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 exined. “However, we’ve discovered that


    we might have adopted the wrong girl by mistake. I suspect that there was someone manipting


    things behind the scenes, so I’vee to see you to clear up a few things.”


    “What do you want to know?”


    “Do you know who brought her to the orphanage back then?” Gordon asked.


    Dr. Fenton listened to Gordon in silence, staring at the photograph. He put on a pair of sses and


    thought long and hard, his brow deeply furrowed.


    After a while, he suddenly cracked a smile. “Now I remember. She was brought to the orphanage by a


    man.”


    “Do you remember what he looked like?” Gordon pursued eagerly.


    Dr. Fenton sucked his teeth with a soft hiss, his brow creasing even more. “That, I don’t really recall.


    Oh, yes! That’s right, I remember now. He had a scar on his chin.”


    Gordon frowned slightly. A scar on the chin? He thought hard, but he could not recall anyone 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. Nheless, hemitted this


    clue to memory and would ask Leah about it when he got home.


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


    asked.


    “It’s 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 my old files. Let me take a look and see.”


    Dr. Fenton went into his study and began searching. A whileter, he finally pulled out a file, his hands


    trembling from age. “There, this is it.” He brushed the dust off the file’s surface and handed it to


    Gordon.


    Gordon hurriedly took the file from Dr. Fenton and opened it. When he saw the contents, his brow


    immediately knitted tightly together.


    “How can this be…” Gordon’s expression 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 waspletely different from the one that the orphanage director had given to him and his


    wife!


    Even though he was not a medical professional, he could see at a nce that this DNA report and


    Sasha’s blood type indicated that they were not rted at all. If they had received this report ten years


    ago, they would certainly not have adopted Sasha.


    They could not possibly have taken the wrong report, after all. There was only one way this could have


    happened.


    Someone had switched the reports!


    Gordon’s expression was very grim. If this was the case, then they had been duped like fools for a full


    decade.


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    He clutched the report tightly, then turned to Dr. Fenton. “Dr. Fenton, can I take this with me?”


    Dr. Fenton nodded. “Of 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 in to save at least some of them.”


    Gordon’s brow furrowed even more at this. Dr. Fenton’sment further strengthened his suspicions.


    Someone had wanted to use the fire to cover their tracks. However, it would not have urred to them


    that something like this might happen.


    Gordon thanked Dr. Fenton, then hurried home, taking the report with him.


    On the way, he kept thinking about the matter. In a fit of anxiety, he called Leah. As soon as she


    answered the call, she asked immediately, “Dad? Where have you been?”


    “I’m in Torrance County, where you used to live,” Gordon replied. “Sarah, do you know any men who


    have scars on their chins?”


    Leah frowned at this. Gordon’s description immediately made her think of one specific person. “Yes, I


    do,” she answered. “My former adoptive father, Charlie Parridge.”


    Gordon’s brow knitted. He knew now that his suspicions were correct.


    “Listen to me, Sarah. I’ve discovered that ten years ago, you and Sasha’s identities may have been


    switched…” Gordon said slowly. “Furthermore, I’ve more or less been able to confirm that your


    adoptive father was behind it. I’m on my way home now. When I get back, I’ll look into this again.”


    “Alright.” Leah’s heart skipped a beat. If that was true, then Sasha and Charlie…


    Her hands clutched tightly at each other.


    Gordon ended the call and hit the gas pedal, eager to get home. However, Torrance County was some


    distance away from Linkville, so it took him a full day and night to make the journey back. He finally


    reached home the next day, utterly exhausted.


    Everything was quiet when he opened the door and went into the mansion.


    “Sarah?” Gordon called, but nobody answered.


    One of the maids came out. When she saw him, she eximed, “Mr. White, you’re home!”


    “Where are the others?” Gordon asked.


    “Mrs. White has gone out for tea, and Ms. Sarah is still asleep. Ms. Sasha has gone out as well,” the


    maid replied respectfully.


    Since no one was at home, Gordon realized that continuing to worry would do no good whatsoever.


    With that, he went up to his room and put the folder on the bed. Then he picked out a change of clothes


    and decided to take a shower.