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Chapter 569 Hanging by a Thread!

“Four years ago?”

William quickly grasped the key point.

He hurriedly checked the signing time on the identification report and found that it was indeed four years ago.

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In addition, the paper of this report had turned slightly yellow, indicating that it was not recently made…

In his heart, he already had a bad conjecture.

But before he could say anything, Byron sneered, “No wonder Cora refused to acknowledge you as her true family even four years ago, even though she knew about it. And now I know it is because none of you are worthy of being her family.”

“She knew four years ago?” Arnold’s hands began to tremble as well.

Four years ago, Arnold had a good impression of Cora and inexplicably wanted to be closer to her.

Even when he saw Cora diligently learning wood carving from him, he had thought it would be great if she were his own granddaughter.

But later, Jane actually plagiarized Cora’s carving of the original model of the old Lane Mansion, and he had chosen to protect

Chapter 569 Hanging by a Thread! Jane, thus breaking off his mentor–ship with Cora.

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was Christmas Eve, a bitterly cold night, when Cora said to him, lonely and helpless, “Originally, I hoped to feel

sorry for her back then, but between his own granddaughter and his apprentice,

leaving Cora to swallow her

But now,

was his own granddaughter, Arnold truly felt as if his

and filled with joyous reunion, he dealt such

didn’t you tell us earlier since

the fact of whether she could work at the First Hospital

kind of feelings Cora had felt when she knew they were her family, yet had to witness

yourselves what you have

time for you to cry. Cora

Hanging by a

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release Cora now, and I’ll go

Yoris Mansion with

his phone and called George, hurrying toward the

forced herself to follow along, as did

wanted to see for themselves whether Cora was

police station, where they

you suddenly want to release Cora? Weren’t you

family members, feeling that their expressions at the moment were somewhat

give me

impulsively stepped forward,

collar.