Chapter 1037

"At that time, you told Rodney?" Mrs. James noticed a difference in

Luther's expression, when his handsome face became gloomy and

dangerous, and she felt something was coming with a woman's sixth

sense.

It may not be a mistake of the identification center, but there must be

something wrong.

"Yes, after I asked around, I told Rodney that the other girl's name was

Joyce," Miss Lee replied affirmatively.

"What was Rodney's reaction when he heard about it?" Mrs. James

asked again.

After four months, he came back to ask about the paternity test. Did the

old Mr. Heath find something wrong?

"Mrs. James, at that time the old Mr. Heath was very calm. He

immediately got up to leave, and before he left, he specifically asked

me not to tell anyone that he had come." Miss Lee carefully recounted.

Mrs. James's office was extraordinarily hot and stuffy, so hot that there

was a thin layer of sweat on Miss Lee's forehead. She raised her

sleeve and gently wiped her temples, slightly gasping for breath a few

times.

Luther looked even colder, and his long eyes narrowed in

contemplation.

Rodney actually returned to the identification center after four months

to inquire about the name of the other girl from back then. What could

this mean? Did it mean Rodney must have suspected something. He

must have found something.

What exactly did Rodney find in the first place? Why did he not

continue to pursue?

Why did Charlotte remain as the Heath family's daughter for four years

afterwards?

Mrs. James frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Miss Lee, you

just stammered because Rodney asked you to keep it a secret? You

dare not say it? This is actually nothing at all? They have the right to

know about the report, and it was only natural if he asked about the

other girl's name. You didn't do anything wrong even if you told him."

Luther looked up at this point and looked at Miss Lee's tangled

expression, “Do you, in fact, have something to say?"

Miss Lee bit her lip, lowered her head and twisted her hands helplessly,

“It's a big deal, and I don't dare to make a wild guess."

“It's okay. Just say it, and I promise you, there will be no consequences

for you. Nor will anyone, for that matter, be able to hurt you.” Luther's

eyes burned, his dark eyes bright, and he said seriously.

Miss Lee was emboldened by what he said, and her voice was hoarse,

“This matter, I have kept it in my heart for almost four years, and it is

hard for me not to say it."

She cleared her throat, "Here's the thing. After the old Mr. Heath left

that day, I didn't take it to heart at first. It wasn't until a few days later

that I heard someone say that Rodney had passed away. I was feeling

a little strange. After all, I only met him a few days ago, and suddenly

he just died, and when I saw him, he was healthy and gentle. So, I

deliberately looked for the obituary. Then, I found that the old Mr. Heath

Luther listened, all tensed up, and eagerly asked, "What is it?"

“It's amazing that he died on the same day as he came to the

identification center. That day, he had just come to the identification

center in the afternoon, and went back that day and died ..." Miss Lee

finished and took a deep breath, "I don't know if these two things are

related... I've never dared to say it either ..."

"What!"

Luther rose to his feet, shock written all over his face.