Mrs. Evans had been searching for her daughter.

That person claimed to be family, coming to find her.

So...

Were Justin and Mrs. Evans looking for her?

The realization hit Jane Evans like a lightning bolt.

Her hands trembled as she ended the call.

Justin immediately frowned, turning to his mother with concern. "Mom, she hung up again! What is she doing? Is work too busy? Or is she sick and having surgery? Let me try calling one more time!"

Mrs. Evans also looked worried, hesitating to speak.

Jane watched them silently and turned off her phone.

Justin called again, growing more anxious when he heard the关机提示. "Mom, what's going on with her? Didn't we agree to meet today?"

Mrs. Evans' eyes reddened with worry. "If it's just work, that's fine. But if she's sick... what kind of illness? How serious is it?"

Their anxious expressions seemed bitterly ironic to Jane.

She remained silent, her gaze fixed intently on Justin.

Evelyn Ross noticed her unusual behavior and looked over with concern. Jane slowly walked toward Justin.

Justin noticed her from the corner of his eye and turned impatiently. "Little mute, still not leaving? Haven't you kowtowed enough?"

Jane listened to his harsh words, studying his face carefully.

Memories flooded back to that hot summer day.

Images from when she was three years old surfaced in her mind.

"Little sister, where are you hiding? Big brother can't find you! Be careful of bugs, I can't protect you if I'm not with you..."

The childish voice had drawn her in.

Jane unconsciously smiled, remembering how she hid behind the bushes and cautiously peeked out.

Suddenly, she saw traffickers rushing over and grabbing her brother.

Little her immediately panicked.

"Brother!"

She rushed out and clung to the trafficker's leg with all her strength. "Let my brother go!"

The trafficker tried to shake her off, but she bit down hard on his pant leg, refusing to let go.

Her brother's cries echoed. "We're here! Help!"

She didn't know if they released her brother. She only knew she couldn't let go, or he would be taken.

So she bit down even harder.

Finally, she heard the trafficker shout, "Useless! Run!"

She was dragged into the vehicle.

Through the window, she saw her brother thrown to the ground, desperately pounding on the glass trying to escape.

The vehicle started moving. Her brother chased after it, crying. "Don't be scared, little sister! Big brother will protect you! I'll come find you..."

She cried hysterically. The traffickers found her too noisy and threw her out of the vehicle.

Her head hit the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

Her earlier memories became fuzzy.

When she woke up, she saw John Evans standing before her.

She desperately tried to call out "brother," but no sound came out.

John gently patted her head. "Don't be afraid, big brother is here..."

John took her home. Back then, he still had parents.

Later, their parents died in a car accident. Their house was taken by their uncle, and the siblings were driven out.

Her brother worked jobs to put her through school...

The chaotic memories overwhelmed her. Jane felt a splitting headache.

Those deeply buried memories now felt painfully clear.

She stared intensely at Justin, her lips trembling. Finally, she grabbed his hand and choked out the words, "Brother..."