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..."

do you want to prove? That my

that when his sister was mentioned, Alexander would be

the moment, it seems that she

motive for killing? If she did it, why did she do

is she spending so much manpower

was she when she got lost? What hatred would

don't understand her motives yet, but she

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

want to find out who is behind the scenes to destroy the relationship between us? Playing

I'll

eyelashes concealed

the cut steak in front of

that he didn't want to talk about

at each other in silence until the meal was over, then Aveline wiped her

It's getting late, so I'll

he heard this word, Alexander slammed the knife in his hand on the plate, "Leaving? Where are

me going back? We've

to go meet that brat named Bryce,