Jane Sampson looked at Mother Sampton sitting there with a flustered expression, her tears falling one by one.
She couldn’t hold it in anymore, she truly couldn’t.
"Julie Sampson, you keep saying I owe you, that I owe this family. You always act like the victim, but what about ? Am I not a victim too?" Jane Sampson roared lowly, "Back then, I had just been born. I didn’t grow legs and run to your Sampton Family just to enjoy riches and luxury. What does the mistake of the past have to do with ? What did I do wrong?"
Jane Sampson’s sobs could no longer be suppressed, "For so many years, I’ve always wanted to ask you, how do you even qualify to be called parents? How could you fail to recognize your own biological daughter? And I’ve always wanted to ask you, where are my daddy and mommy? Where are they? Each ti I watch you dote on Julie Sampson, I miss them too, so much, so very much."
"If it hadn’t been for you as parents failing to recognize your own child and swapping babies back then, wouldn’t I have grown up happily by my biological daddy and mommy’s side? Perhaps they wouldn’t have had as much money as you, wouldn’t have been able to provide with a privileged living environnt, but maybe, just maybe, they would have loved deeply. If I hadn’t grown up in the Sampton Family, if I’d grown up with my daddy and mommy, wouldn’t I have been a little happier than I am now?"
"Mr. Sampton, Mrs. Sampton, I’d like to ask you sothing as well. You found your biological daughter, reunited with her, and now you’re happy as a family. But what about my daddy and mommy? Where did you hide my daddy and mommy?"
She missed them too, wished for them to appear before her one day, hold her close, and tell her, "Daughter, we’ve been searching for you all along." "You push all the mistakes onto , treat as so shaless plunderer. But have you ever considered? Did I even have the right to choose? Who was truly at fault—, or you back then?" Jane Sampson bit her lip. "For so many years, I’ve rembered the kindness you showed in raising . I neither fought nor argued. I watched as you prepared to marry Julie Sampson off into the Black Family, and I said nothing. I watched as you treated like a re item to swap into the Black Family, and I didn’t complain. Yes, you raised , and I owe you for that."
Jane Sampson asked softly, "Wasn’t the kindness of raising repaid the mont you swapped into the Black Family? The benefits the Black Family has given you all these years could already be considered interest. So, Mr. Sampson, Mrs. Sampson, what do I still owe you? How do you have the audacity to demand more repaynt?"
"I owe the Black Family, owe them for taking in. When you pawned off like an object to them, they gave another place to stay, a refuge. They gave a new ho, and love and care that you had never given ."
"You long ago withdrew all affection for , forced to repay you with money. Now, how do you dare co demanding more?" Jane Sampson let out a cold laugh, "I will give back the shares to you. And from now on, your Sampton Family and I are no longer connected. As for whether you choose to publish a statent in the paper or not, that’s entirely up to you."
Jane Sampson said this and turned toward the doorway, yet halfway there, she suddenly turned back. "If we’re talking about kindness in raising , the real debt I owe is to my grandparents. Because they were the ones who truly gave food and clothing. It wasn’t you. It was them. My tuition fees, my clothes, my als and accommodations—they’ve always been the ones worrying about those, not you. So, I have never owed you anything."
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