The female host spoke, and suddenly, someone underneath started clapping, prompting continuous applause.

However, instead of bowing and stepping down as expected, Jane Sampson unexpectedly allowed the tears she had been holding back for a long time to fall down amidst the applause.

She suddenly bent slowly, squatting on stage, hugging her knees, and started crying loudly without any warning.

Her sobbing was like a lost child unsure of how to return home, helpless, flustered, and more than anything else, filled with confusion and sadness.

She trembled, seemingly forgetting where she was and what she was doing.

Her crying was inexplicable, yet it left the female host standing next to her inexplicably heartbroken.

"Little Jane, what’s wrong?" The female host followed, squatting down, gently patting Jane Sampson’s back, then secretly glaring at the male host, her unreasonable partner standing next to her.

The female host carefully considered; her words just now should not have been improper.

Therefore, Jane Sampson’s sudden emotional breakdown was likely due to her partner’s rude remarks, which she had held back for a long time but could finally no longer endure.

The female host understood the reason for Jane Sampson’s distraught behavior because her partner was essentially rubbing salt into her wounds.

Why resort to using the word ’orphan’ to ridicule someone else?

Someone who grew up not with her biological parents, always living with the Sampton Family, not having a happy life; would she not fear most becoming a true orphan?

Yet her partner was deliberately stabbing into her heart.

The female host’s attempts at comfort were ineffective.

Underneath, James Carter pushed forward, abandoning his cane, and hurried towards the stage with the fastest speed, caring little about how awkward his gait appeared.

But suddenly, a figure darted from behind him like a jaguar, with hands supporting the stage edge, leaping directly onto it to save time, bypassing the steps.

James Black got on stage, quickly ran to Jane Sampson, bent over, scooped her into his arms, gently patting her back to soothe her, "Jane, don’t cry~"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jane Sampson slowly lifted her head, tearful eyes gazing at the familiar face, unleashing all her emotions immediately.

"How did it become common knowledge so quickly?" Jane Sampson buried herself in James Black’s arms, crying with grievance, "How could it be so fast? But I haven’t waited for anyone, why hasn’t anyone come looking for me? Is it because I’m not standing high enough, and they can’t see me?"

She asked James Black while sobbing, "Have I really become an orphan? I no longer have grandparents, does it mean I won’t have daddy and mommy too?"

James Black held Jane Sampson, feeling heartbroken, scooped her up then jumped off the stage without leaving a word, and turned to leave.

James Carter then only went back to retrieve his cane and chased out step by step.

Yet, no matter how fast he was, there was no way he could outpace James Black.

Even though he was holding Jane Sampson in his arms.

James Black moved so swiftly that the reporters outside did not have time to react before he had already driven away from the sports center with Jane Sampson.

Some sharp-eyed reporters chased quickly, but upon seeing the license plate number on the car ahead chose to abandon their pursuit of exclusive news.