A bold suspicion began to form in her mind, causing her breath to quicken and her hand to remble slightly.
Ellen glanced back carelessly and said, "Oh, probably hereditary! My mother had a similar birthmark—same spot, about the same size, even a similar shape. They say it disappears when life is nearing its end… Heh, maybe so. I wasn't there when my mother passed away, but according to the person who dressed her, it was gone."
Christina walked out of the hospital, her thoughts still in turmoil.
She sat in the car, biting her lip as she thought over and over, then took out her phone and made two calls.
"…So, how's the thing I asked you to look into last time? …She was really born in Hokkaido? Which hospital? …Alright, keep following up. And help me check another thing—look into the background of Sophia Diaz, the youngest daughter of the Diaz family in Hokkaido… Yes, as detailed as possible. Start from that hospital. Let me know if there's any progress!"
