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Chapter 975

"The Heath family? Do you mean the warlord family of the Capital? Something to do with them?" He

muttered the question.

"I just thought of that. "Mr. Ward nodded, his copper bell-like eyes shining, "There isn’t really so many

warlord families nowadays, especially if you are looking for a warlord family with a really long history.

The Heath family is one but I can’t think of any other family like that."

"You mean that probably the pendant came from the Heath family?" Luther asked incredulously.

"I'm not sure. But I think there is such a possibility. I'll leave the rest to Mr. Warner to find out then." Mr.

Ward shrugged, "I've done my best. "

"Thank you very much!" Luther thanked from the bottom of his heart.

This piece of information was very important to him.

If the pendant that Joyce wore since she was a child really had something to do with the Heath family?

When he thought about it, his heart suddenly tensed up.

He thought of how good Joyce was with boomerang darts. She was also good at shooting and she shot

better than anyone else.

Who would believe her even if she said she had not got her talent from her family?

And, Ms. Armstrong also had the same idea last night.

She felt that even though one could acquire some skills later through hard work, the genes played quite

a significant part.

Ms. Armstrong had always felt that Joyce grew up with an extraordinary temperament, and she didn’t

think that Joyce was from an ordinary family.

He felt the same way.

He, for one, quite believed that Joyce was related to the Heath family.

Because Joyce was really like a Heath and she had all the qualities a Heath should have.

Moreover, he remembered very well that Joyce and Charlotte were in the same orphanage.

It was said that when the Heath family found Charlotte, they did a paternity test?

Deep suspicion flashed through his mind, and although a paternity test was highly credible, he always

felt that something must be wrong.

When he thought of this, he raised his eyes suddenly. A sharp light flashed across his black eyes.

"Do you have the phone number of Ms. Armstrong?" He asked Casey.

"Yes, President. "

Casey opened his contacts list on his phone, found Ms. Armstrong's number and gave it to Mr. Warner,

"Look, here's her number. "

Luther snatched the phone out of Casey's hands as soon as he could.

He wanted to know every detail about what the Heath family did back then and how they made sure

Charlotte was their daughter.

Not a single detail could be missed.

He highly suspected that there was something wrong in the middle.novelbin

He remembered how Charlotte the bitch had taken the place of Joyce and pretended that she had

saved him.

He was deceived by her and after he learned about the truth after so many efforts, she caused him to

lose his memory. He had almost had to marry her, and now when he thought about it, he felt disgusted.

And because of Charlotte, he made such a big mistake.

He hurt Joyce again and again, and as a result he had to endure the pain of losing her for the past four

years.

She would have to pay for what she did.

Right now, he must get the past straight.

"Duh-duh-duh."

Countless ideas had passed his mind and the phone had rung countless times.

Finally, the ringing stopped.

No one answered his call.

Luther frowned and called again, but still no one answered his call.

He stood under the dim lantern, and his long eyebrows were knitted. He was deep in thought.

What was going on? Why wasn’t Ms. Armstrong answering the call?

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