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Jas Carter turned his head to ask his assistant, "I watched Jillian grow up. When she was little, I was busy with music, busy with studying, although I wasn’t constantly by her side, I still cared for her as she grew up. I don’t quite understand why she suddenly turned out this way, completely unrecognizable."

"Everyone grows up, and when they do, they start wanting more things, their own thoughts increase, and once greed takes hold, it can never be suppressed." The assistant sighed heavily. This greed isn’t just about money.

Jas Carter didn’t respond for a long ti.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Father Carter.

"Dad, Jane and I have booked a high-speed train ticket for an hour later. If you have ti, co back once. Also, if grandpa and grandma are in the countryside, bring them along."

Jas Carter paused at this, then added, "Ask Mother to call Jillian and Joseph Shaw back as well."

"Jane is coming back?" Father Carter asked with so excitent, "Are you all done with work? On vacation?"

"No, it’s to handle so matters." Jas Carter wished it was to bring Jane Sampson ho to visit family, to recognize the ho doorway.

Father Carter beca quiet, and after a few seconds, he suppressed his voice and replied with a hum.

Sensing the heaviness in Jas Carter’s tone, he didn’t imdiately ask what had happened, but patiently waited for Jas Carter and Jane Sampson to return.

Mother Carter had been at ho resting during this ti. Since reaching a certain age, Mother Carter rarely took on work, leaving most of her energy for the family.

Knowing that Jane Sampson would return, and hearing her husband say to call Jillian and Joseph Shaw back too, Mother Carter was very happy, simply thinking that Jane Sampson found so free ti to co back and visit everyone.

Therefore, when Mother Carter called Jillian and Joseph Shaw, she used this joyful tone, and Jillian and Joseph Shaw agreed upon hearing it, without thinking elsewhere.

After a one-hour high-speed train ride, Jane Sampson and the others smoothly alighted the train, and the Carter family’s driver was already waiting at the high-speed train station doorway with two cars, taking a group of people back to the Carter Family’s ho.

Jane Sampson heard Mother Carter joking with Granny Carter as she entered, seemingly discussing what delicious food to make for her in the evening.

This topic made Jane Sampson’s steps into the house instantly heavy.

She knew.

Now, her daddy and mommy, her grandpa and grandma are so happy, but perhaps soon, they might be very angry.

Her return does not represent reunion, but rather separation.

Either her.

Or Jillian.

Completely, separate, resolve.

Jane Sampson stood at the doorway, too heavy-footed to step forward, Rock Bell stood by Jane Sampson’s side for a few seconds, turned to et her reluctant expression, then reached forward to squeeze her palm, whispering, "Take decisive action when needed. No need to wrong yourself for anyone, even Jas Black and the entire Black Family also hope you take this step."

"Go in." Jas Carter stood behind Jane Sampson and gently nudged her shoulder, "Don’t worry."

Only then did Jane Sampson start to move, stepping inside.

"Jane is back." Upon hearing the sound at the doorway, Granny Carter stood up happily, even walking a few steps to greet her. Suddenly seeing such a large group of people at the doorway, Granny Carter was surprised.

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