"You mean, you saw my mother sitting in the same car with me?"
Jamuna Ford nodded, and then shook his head, "I didn't see the face directly, but the profile looked a lot like you, and with that phone call your mother mentioned, I assumed it was you."
"But for two straight days, I got no answer from your mother, neither calls nor messages, which I found strange."
Jamuna Ford said this with a hint of deep regret on his face, "I was too careless."
"I've known your mother for decades, even if she really left with you, she would have come to tell me personally, and not just leave without a word."
"The more I thought about it, the more wrong it felt, so I went to the Jones family, but the Jones' servants said that your mother never went there."
At this point, Jamuna Ford's complexion suddenly turned a few shades paler.
"Elly, if that person wasn't you at that time, and now there's no news from your mother, I'm worried..."
