Julia Land hung up the phone and suddenly bowed her head like a goofy goose.
She was dressed in a white house robe, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, looking somewhat lost at the moment.
Seeing this, James Thompson reached out and gently touched her head with a tender voice, "What's wrong?"
Julia Land lifted her head, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes.
She extended her hand, and James Thompson immediately embraced her in his arms, holding her tightly.
James Thompson slightly bent his back and leaned his face close to hers, whispering, "What happened?"
Julia Land's eyelashes trembled slightly as she leaned in James Thompson's embrace, a bitter smile at the corners of her mouth, "Mr. Bell wants to take my hair for a paternity test."
He was a bit surprised to hear this.
A hint of confusion and unease appeared in Julia Land's eyes, "He said I resemble a relative from Madame Bell's maternal family and wants to confirm if I'm their daughter."