The two of them curiously picked up the paternity test on the table and started to read it.
Their eyes fell on the final result, and when they saw that it did not confirm a parent-child relationship, they were shocked.
They both raised their heads to look at Eleanor Sterling and urgently asked, "E...Eleanor, you, you’re really not our granddaughter?"
Eleanor Sterling nodded, "Yes, there’s no mistake in this test. I am indeed not your granddaughter."
At this point, they couldn’t even bring themselves to ask if there might be an error.
Since Eleanor Sterling had already provided the test report, it couldn’t possibly be fake. So, she really isn’t their granddaughter.
"What about Jeanette’s daughter? She was indeed pregnant back then, where did that child go?"
Eleanor Sterling shook her head and said, "I investigated, but to no avail."
The faces of the two elders instantly turned sorrowful, looking as if they had suffered a heavy blow.
Eleanor Sterling wanted to step forward to comfort them, but since she had already disclosed the truth, she felt she had no standing to do anything, so she had to hold back. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novęlfire.net
Estelle Sterling reached out her little hand and patted Jonathan Jennings on the back, "Great-grandpa, Sister Eleanor didn’t mean to deceive you; she didn’t know either."
Caleb Faulkner nodded in agreement and echoed, "Yeah, please don’t be upset."
In fact, the two elders were not angry, they were just disappointed.
Such a wonderful girl like Eleanor Sterling was not their granddaughter, which left them both disappointed and saddened.
Not wanting to see the disappointment in the eyes of the two elders, Eleanor Sterling felt they needed time to process this. She stood up, "Then I’ll take my leave first."
After saying this, she left with the two children.
After Eleanor Sterling had left, Jonathan Jennings sighed wistfully, "If only Eleanor were truly our granddaughter, that would be wonderful."
Mrs. Jennings couldn’t help but wipe away a tear, "Yes, we thought we had finally found our granddaughter, but it turned out to be nothing."
She looked at Jonathan Jennings and said, "Dear, is blood really that important? We could actually cherish little Eleanor as our granddaughter, I think she’s a good child."
Jonathan Jennings nodded in agreement, "We can do that."
"We should invite little Eleanor over for a meal sometime, so she doesn’t dwell on these things."
Sitting in the car outside, Eleanor Sterling sat in the driver’s seat without moving.
Perhaps everything is destined by fate.
She only asked to have a clear conscience.
Now that she told them, she felt relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart.
Seeing Eleanor Sterling in low spirits, Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner closed in from the back to comfort her, "Sister Eleanor, you don’t need to feel sad anymore. At worst, we’ll both accompany you."
Hearing their comfort, Eleanor Sterling felt much better.
She curved her lips into a smile and said, "Got it, let’s go somewhere else."
Eleanor Sterling wanted to visit the Hawthorne Family, even though Warren Hawthorne already knew the truth in advance, Eleanor felt it was still necessary to speak to him.
When Eleanor Sterling rang the doorbell, the one who answered was Silas Hawthorne.
He hadn’t seen Eleanor Sterling for some time, and now seeing her again, a hard-to-describe feeling spread in his heart.
Seeing Silas Hawthorne’s expression, Eleanor Sterling knew he must have been influenced by the news, and even his attitude towards her had become strange.
Eleanor Sterling curved her lips into a smile, "Is your father home? I’d like to talk to him."
Silas Hawthorne looked at Eleanor Sterling and said, "So we’re not siblings after all."
Hearing these meaningful words, Eleanor Sterling couldn’t help but frown. Was there something wrong suggested by his words?
Could it be that Silas Hawthorne might still...