Female Novel
Chapter 1066
Cecelia knew that Luther had extraordinary feelings for Joyce.
Since Joyce's disappearance, Luther had been dedicated to finding Joyce over the years.
He would not move on so quickly.
So, since Zora suddenly appeared next to Luther, she could not think of any other possibility than that
Zora was Joyce herself.
At this moment, she felt so much more glad, if indeed she was right about everything.
If Joyce was no longer alive, what was the point even if she found out about the truth?
She could not accept such a tragic truth.
Hopefully, Luther had found Joyce and had found the truth.
She seemed to remember something and hurried back to her room to continue rummaging and retrieve
the paternity report from four years ago.
She opened it up and read it through. Although perhaps there was nothing wrong with the report, she
remembered that there was another sample from another girl back then. If there was a mistake in the
middle, they might have gotten the wrong result. She searched around and could not find the DNA
identification report of the other girl.
She should not have taken it back together at that time.
So, in the end, was the other girl Joyce?
Suddenly, she thought of something, something that had been forgotten for too long.
At that time, the police department had brought them along to Khebury Orphanage and they asked Ms.
Armstrong many questions on the spot. She remembered that the police made a statement. And, she
made a copy for her file.
After too many unsuccessful searches, she left the file behind each time, in case she would need it
again someday.
Only she knew what kind of hardships she had gone through in her long journey of finding her
daughter.
It hurt so much that she did not even dare to think about it.
So, when she found Charlotte, she immediately dusted off these painful memories and put the
documents into the bottom of the box. She would never want to think about it again for the rest of her
life.
With this in mind, she hurried to the small room next to the master bedroom.
With trembling hands, she found the key she hadn't used in years and opened the box.
With the lid lifted, a refreshing fragrance of camphor wood wafted out.
She took a deep breath. Khebury Orphanage was the last place she searched, so naturally, the
document was on the top. She saw it at once, the long-dusted transcript.
She read through the pages and the words that were a record of the painful past.
One disappointment after another.
Again and again, hope was rekindled.novelbin
Week in and week out.
She looked carefully and found this description in the transcript, in a conversation with Ms. Armstrong.
"Oh, that year, we got so many new children coming in, and many of them were adopted and taken
away. I have a deep impression of Joyce, and she is the pride of our orphanage. There was someone
who wanted to adopt her, but she didn't agree, so the process never worked out. So she has remained
in the orphanage all the time. About the other children… Charlotte is the same age, so she must come
here at the same time. There are two other boys, but they are certainly not what you are looking for.
Officer, I can't remember that many people. I'll have to go back and look through the information and
then I'll give you a list of children who actually qualify."
Cecelia held the transcript in her hand.
She could not help but have moist eyes.
So that was really the truth!