Chapter 1038

Yes, it didn't occur to him that Rodney did die during that time, when he

visited the Heath residence to offer his condolences.

He went to the downtown mansion of the Heath family with Jacqueline

and Shelly early the next morning after Rodney's accident.

He stood up and repeatedly paced around Mrs. James’ office with a

strained expression.

Mrs. James seemed to have thought of something and waved her

hand, indicating Joe and his two assistants to leave first.

She, Miss Lee, and Luther were the only ones left in the room.

Outside the office, the morning was bright and sunny, but suddenly

became gloomy. Thick clouds soon covered the sun. Only some dim

silent and miserable light could leak out from the clouds.

Originally the day was a little cold, but because the heater was turned

in the office, they could not notice the slightest chill, but increasingly

hot.

Inside, the atmosphere was becoming more and more oppressive.

Finally, Mrs. James simply stood up and turned off the heater.

Luther closed his eyes and thought about it carefully. Yes, Rodney fell

down the stairs in the evening, and unfortunately died. It was said that

Rodney was trying to go downstairs to answer the phone when he

slipped and fell and had an accident.

"Miss Lee, when did Rodney leave the center?" Luther suddenly

stopped and turned around to ask.

"Mr. Warner, I just checked, and the last time I opened the file was over

four years ago, at 3:20 p.m. Plus the old Mr. Heath said a few words to

me and left before four o'clock.” Miss Lee affirmed, just before coming

to the office, she deliberately confirmed the time again.

"Mrs. James, this matter has been kept my heart for many years, and I

can finally say it today, and I feel much more relaxed." Miss Lee heaved

a sigh of relief.

"Well done." Mrs. James praised, "It's our duty to protect our client's

privacy, but when it's time to talk, you can't hide it. You did a good job.

Don't worry, there's Mr. Warner for everything."

Miss Lee nodded reassuringly.

Luther took a deep breath, “Rodney left the identification center before

four o'clock and went home certainly before five o'clock. In the evening,

he fell down the stairs and unfortunately died. Who could believe it that

he was just being careless?"

Mrs. James stood up, "Mr. Warner, the matter is very important. Should

we call the police?"

"Not for now." Luther clenched his fist, he said solemnly, “You guys

keep it a secret for me. If necessary, I will contact you to testify. All the

consequences, I will bear.”

"Good." Mrs. James obliged.

“Thank you, for giving me important information.” Luther gave Miss Lee

a nod, "I will reward you handsomely afterwards."

“Thank you Mr. Warner, Mr. Warner is very kind. I'm just asking for a

peace of mind.” Miss Lee bowed respectfully to Luther.

"Mrs. James, I'll go first, and we'll stay in touch." Luther grabbed his

jacket from the couch, nodded his head, and then flew out of the

identification center office.

Today, he gained too much.

The news was so big that he couldn't believe it himself.

It felt like things were getting more and more complicated, but at the

same time, the truth was coming out.

It was such a coincident, and Rodney must have found, or suspected,

that Charlotte may not be the daughter of the Heath family? Only then

would he come to the identification center to ask for Joyce's name.

However, Rodney died for no reason at such a critical moment.