"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.”

the cold light stabbed straight at

switched our hair and

the last time. She wanted to hear Charlotte admit it

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

took a deep

already prepared, she was still

and her extraordinary bearing. She still remembered when she met Cecelia the first time, she had a good feeling about

attachment. For the first time, she envied Charlotte to have such a wonderful

she

attack and she happened to be there to

Cecelia was her

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