Chapter 1039


    Too unusual! Was he killed? Was it possible?


    Who would be so bold? Who would dare to kill Rodney, the head of the military?


    Rodney might be old, but he was still strong and ordinary people might not be able to take his life


    easily, unless Rodney was not on alert?


    But who could it be? Could it be someone close to Rodney?


    He thought of Ricky, who had always been with Charlotte.


    He even thought of Charlotte. After all, after Rodney found out the truth, it was Charlotte who had the


    most benefit from his death. It had been four years, and she was still enjoying her life as the daughter


    of the Heath family.


    Was she?


    He would be so shocked by the evil of human nature if it was really her.


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    After he left the identification center…


    He looked unusually calm. He was pensive and stony and no one could ever know what was going on


    in his mind.


    He walked along the road, aimlessly, and even forgot to drive. He looked at the familiar road, but at the


    moment it looked so strange that he even forgot he was in Khebury.


    He walked around, wondering what he should do next?


    What else could he do? And where should he go?


    It seemed that he could not hear the endless flow of cars on the road, whistling past him, and the


    endless incessant honking.


    Even he did not know exactly what was going through his mind.


    At this time, it began to drizzle.


    The cold raindrops hit his handsome and resolute face, adding a bit more coolness and handsomeness


    to his chiseled silhouette. The girls passing around, all could not help but cover their lips and scream,


    and their excited eyes were all cast on his body.


    He jerked to a halt and stood in the rain.


    Ms. Armstrong was missing and Rodney was dead.


    It seemed that he had found all the clues, but then lost them.


    For now, he still had to pretend he did not know Zora was Joyce. But how could he confirm who was


    really the daughter of the Heath family, and how could he convince them.


    The matter was so significant and, without certainty, he could not just told the Heaths about the news.


    In case he was wrong, he would have got so many people involved.


    Compared to Charlotte, obviously Joyce was more like a Heath, and her temperament was more like


    that of Cecelia.


    She was natural sharpshooter.


    She had the silver pendant.


    The Heath family also once mentioned the token.


    Silversword was the emblem of the Hurley family.


    ording to the cleaner, the two left their hair and nails, and it was entirely possible that they were


    switched before they even got to the center.


    Joyce left first and Charlotte invited Ms. Armstrong to dinner that night.


    Charlotte stole that and took Joyce’s position, iming to be his rescuer.


    Rodney had been to the identification center and asked for Joyce''s name.


    Rodney fell to his death that day.


    Everything.


    It could never be all coincidence.


    The more he thought about it, the more likely he felt it was that something must have gone wrong. He


    couldn''t stop his pounding heart. He felt tensed up, his chest was getting stuffy and panic, and


    gradually he found it difficult even to breathe.


    The cold raindrops, hitting him on his ghostly side, sobered him up little by little.


    All the clues all point to thest remaining one.


    Cecelia!


    Before that, he had already nted the seed of doubt into Cecelia''s heart.


    It''s time ... to go to Cecelia!