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For sreason, Luther had a bad feeling in his heart.
Ms. Armstrong had just handed over Joyce's pendant to him, and surprisingly she disappeared. What could that mean?
He asked all the staff up and down the orphanage, and no one knew about what happened that year when Charlotte was taken
away by the Heath family.
In his extrdisappointment, he was informed that there was once a cleaner, who had now resigned, and she might know a little
bit of the inside story.
After he knew that, he used his connections.
The cleaner's current address was soon found to be a dilapidated house on the outskirts of Khebury.
Today, Luther woke up early.
He drove to the outskirts of Khebury.
He found that house easily, and he soon found the cleaner, Mrs. Barr.
Mrs. Barr, who was nearly 70 years old, had just retired that year and took a part-tjob in the orphanage to earn smoney
for her retirement.
It was the first tin her life that she had seen such a dignified upper class person like Luther, who drove a luxury car that she
had never seen before, and wore a haute couture suit that she didn't even dare to touch.
She was at a loss for words, her wrinkles were all tangled together, and she looked even older.
Although, someone from the orphanage had called her in advance in the morning and said that Mr. Warner, the patron of the
orphanage, would cto see her.
She was prepared for it.
But when she saw the legendary richest man, Mr. Warner, she couldn't help but feel weak in the knees.
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Luther stood in front of the door of the dilapidated house, with the musty smell wafting around and the rotting smell of garbage
that hadn't been disposed of in time.
He frowned and forced himself to hold back his discomfort.
He did not want anyone to handle Joyce's matter, so he did everything personally.
"Mr. Warner, you, how are you? How may | help you?" Mrs. Barr asked respectfully.
"I would like to ask you, four years ago, the Heath family from the Capital was looking for their lost daughter, they found the
Khebury Orphanage, and finally they identified Charlotte as their daughter. How much do you know about it? Telleverything
you know. "
When Luther finished, he handed Mrs. Barr the handbag he had brought with him.
He opened it and it was full of stacks of cash.
"This money is enough for you to change a house. You can have it, but of course, with one condition. Whatever | ask you today, you
must keep it a secret."
Luther said.
Mrs. Barr had never seen so much money in her life.
She said nervously, "I, | do know something. But, I'm afraid | can't answer you properly, so how dare | take so much money from
you."
"It doesn't matter. Just tellwhat you know and the money is all yours." Luther was emotionless.
"Oh, good. And | really know something inside. At that time, the, the Capital family, the very powerful family from the Capital...
They said they lost their daughter, they had been looking for her for twenty years, and they said they had information that the
child might be in Khebury, and they asked Ms. Armstrong to find and show them all the children with the right age."
Mrs. Barr said, gesturing, "There was a lot of information, and Ms. Armstrong askedto help her look through it. The two of us
searched for a long tand finally found two children who fit all the criteria described by the Heath family."
"Which two children?" Luther held his breath and listened to her intently.
"I remember well, Charlotte was one, and the other..." she paused, thinking, "and the other one was called ... Joyce!"
Luther's eyes narrowed.
Sure enough!
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