Chapter 1077


    "So, at first Rodney had actually suspected Charlotte ... But why? Did he..." Karl looked at Luther with


    confused eyes as if he had remembered something.


    "The old Mr. Heath was killed exactly that day when he fell down the stairs of his house, as you can


    imagine. And we still have no idea what happened back then.” Luther said, his eyes shed a stern


    look.


    "Rodney didn''t fall to his death by himself at all." Karl narrowed his eyes, and countless cold light


    refracted from his eyes, "I suspected Rodney was murdered back then, but I never have enough


    evidence so I was unable to intervene in the internal affairs of the military."


    He paused, "I remember very clearly the wound on the back of Rodney''s head. Clearly he fell


    backwards and was pushed down the stairs."


    "It was Charlotte who killed Rodney," Luther mmed his fist into the wall, "Poor Rodney. He died


    before he could find his own granddaughter. Goddamn it. Rodney had been on the battlefield all his life.


    He must have been caught off guard, and he had been so old and that was why Charlotte could kill


    him."


    "Although at the time, Charlotte had an alibi, I believe that she must have used some means to avoid


    surveince and eliminate her traces from the scene. That''s why she could get away with it. Damn, she


    has got away with it for so many years!" Karl said angrily.


    "I thought it was shameless enough for her to take Joyce’s ce and pretended that she had saved


    me, but to my surprise, she even pretended to be the lost daughter of the Heath family. Damn it, she


    used her status and connections and even used Ricky who worked for her. She did all her evil deeds


    and killed so many people." Luther''s eyes were burning with fire, "I will make her life worse than death."


    Karl said, "I''ve always thought Joyce was a beautiful girl with a great temperament and should have


    from a big family. It''s no wonder that she is the Heath family''s daughter, with an innate talent for


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    shooting inherited from the Heath family and the Hurley family. She is the rightful heir to the military."


    "Damn it. If he is no longer the son-inw of the Heath family, Otis is just a nobody. Where the hell did


    he get Joyce? Damn it!" Luther paced back and forth impatiently, "And what time is it, anyway?"


    From the drawer, Karl took out Luther''s phone and watch, "Four in the morning."


    "What!" Luther''s good-looking phoenix eyes abruptly rounded, "Hell, after all this time, can we still


    make it?"


    "Otis may not know that much about what''s going on. I presume at this point he''s not a deadly threat to


    Joyce. Let''s not get ahead of ourselves."


    "Come on, let''s go find Cecelia now and talk as we go." Karl stepped forward and opened the door to


    the secret interrogation room.


    "Good."


    Luther hurriedly followed Karl and left.