Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 365 Alexander did not expect Aveline to recognize Layla with just her pair of eyes, so she came to talk to him.

At that moment, it was as if someone had dug out his heart and thrown it in a frying pan to fry it repeatedly.

Aveline seemed to be afraid that he would not believe it. She took a sip of lemonade to moisten her throat and continued: "I know this truth is too unbelievable, but I am really sure that it is her. As long as Delilah's bones are tested, the truth will be revealed and everything that is hidden will be clear."

Alexander tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and said in a deep voice, "That can't be done."

"Why?"

"It was a cremation. The high temperature would have destroyed the integrity of the DNA. Even if I agree to let you open the coffin, it will only be a handful of ashes."

Aveline slumped back on the chair, her voice trembling slightly, "How could this be? But I visited her tomb this morning. There was a lot of soil dug out, as if it had been filled in hastily. Did someone go before us and dug the grave?"

Alexander's back tensed, as he didn't expect that Aveline had already gone there.

"I'll have someone go find out what's going on."

"The Poisonous Worm must have taken away some evidence, but this can also prove from the side..."

to prove? That

sister was mentioned, Alexander would be filled

the moment, it seems that she is

If she did it, why did she

so much manpower and resources just to

old was she when she got lost? What hatred would

motives yet, but she really

last night, Alexander interrupted her impatiently: "That's enough, I don't want

bit absurd or even ridiculous. Don't you want to find out who is behind the scenes to destroy the relationship between us? Playing us

I'll

concealed his guilty

steak in front of her, "Okay, let's eat first. I will take care

knew that he didn't want to talk about it again, so she had

two of them looked at each other in silence until the meal

getting late, so

Alexander slammed the knife in his hand on the plate, "Leaving? Where

We've divorced, so it's better

want to go meet that