Rodney's hand clutched the only photo of Mia, as if clutching the last straw. His eyes, once keen, were fading and unfocused. He was still able to see that the person in front of him was the vicious impostor granddaughter, Charlotte, and he squeezed the photo even tighter in his hand.

Charlotte smiled coldly and her face was disdainful.

Looking at the dying Rodney, she effortlessly pulled the photo out of his hands.

The blood-stained photos blurred Mia's formerly delicate features. "Well ..." Rodney's face was just like a withered flower, and the only thing he loved was taken away by Charlotte. He could not say a word, and he could only make an "urgh” sound constantly.

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Charlotte smiled smugly, slowly approaching Rodney, and the otherwise soft and gentle face revealed a grim smile.

face and stuffed all the pieces into her

her mouth. The photo was hard for her mouth, but she swallowed it all without

into Rodney's incredulous, resigned eyes, she spoke slowly and deliberately, “The only picture, huh? From now on, no

out his trembling hands, but found that he could not

dissipating

Joyce not only inherited Mia's looks, but she also inherited the Heath family's military shooting talent. I remembered she was some kind of junior pistol shooting champion?

she became, and

hands. I'm about to marry Luther, and I'm going to be even more powerful, and sooner or later I'm going to kill Joyce, the last bloodline of the Heath family. You're done with that. No one will ever know the truth

good as Stephanie, and Stephanie knew to set me up before she died. Today, I will stand here and wait for you to

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