"Ms. Armstrong is dead, dead and buried. A pendant is just a pendant! Who cares?!" She laughed rampantly, “Do you know why I know this pendant? When I was little, you wore this pendant all the time, and I didn't have a single piece of jewelry. I was so envious of you. So I took it secretly while you were taking a bath.”

“You surprisingly also did not care, and you never looked for it. I then hid it away. In fact, it was just a piece of worthless silver. It didn't take long before I threw it away in the utility room."

"What I don't have, you don't have either. I'd rather throw it away. Haha." Charlotte's face had been completely distorted.

Joyce looked at her coldly, and Charlotte went completely mad, hopelessly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Who would have thought it. This pendant would be the token to prove your identity. Four years ago, that afternoon Ms. Armstrong called us both for the DNA test. I had asked Ms. Armstrong. Ms. Armstrong mentioned the Heath family was looking for a silver pendant, but you and I did not have that. Ms. Armstrong did not care, anyway, now that they could do a DNA test. "

"The pendant that the Heath family was looking for was the one you've been wearing since you were a child. You don't care, but I've been paying attention.”

eyes, and the cold light stabbed straight

switched our

the last time.

You never dreamed of it." Charlotte was wildly pleased with herself. She touched her cheeks, and her expression was twisted, “I'm beautiful, smart, and gentle, and I did everything impeccably, and they all like me. Why can't I have a noble origin.

a deep

was still shocked when

the graceful Cecelia and her extraordinary bearing. She still remembered when she met Cecelia the first time, she had

even more of a sense of attachment. For the first time, she envied

she was really her

had an asthma attack and she happened to be there

was her

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