Chapter 1212

After Joyce finished her porridge, she gently wiped the corners of her

lips with a napkin.

Cecelia looked at her with a tender face.

Both have regained their composure after the excitement.

"Joyce, let me show you a picture.” Cecelia brought her phone over

from the coffee table.

On the way to the House of Inspection safe house, Luther handed her

phone back to her.

Meanwhile, Karl told her everything that had happened before,

including Charlotte's crimes and Charlotte's current situation.

She didn't speak for a long time, and was in shock and anger. She

needed time to digest the events that had shaken her to her core. the

Heath family had come this far because Charlotte had pretended to be

her daughter.

The long-lost affection washed over her and made her lose her proper

vigilance.

The twenty-year-long guilt makes her so intent on making amends to

Charlotte that she ignores too many issues.

Obviously, she was not satisfied with Ricky. She thought Ricky was

scheming, but because he was hand-picked by Charlotte, she turned a

blind eye, as long as Charlotte was happy.

So much so that a series of things were later messed up.

In addition, when Charlotte insisted on marrying Luther, she should

have talked her out of it.

After the accident at the engagement party, she should not have used

her military power to transfer the case file, and defend Charlotte.

She actually knows that Otis is ambitious and extremely scheming, but

because of Charlotte, she is also willing to give the military to Otis in

the future, after all, Otis has the ability.

She had no idea that Otis was holding Charlotte to ransom and thus

blackmailing her into marriage, rather than that they were genuinely in

love.

All because she indulged Charlotte, bent on making up for her own lack

of motherly love for twenty years.

She never thought that this love would become a heavy yoke.

Charlotte took Joyce's place.

She felt so guilty.

She is responsible for today's disaster.

Cecelia held the phone, her fingers trembling slightly, her heart filled

with emotion.

Fortunately, she found her real daughter. Finally this mistake was put to

an end.

A big mistake has been made, but hopefully there is still room for

redemption.

Joyce asked curiously, "What pictures are you showing me?"

Cecelia opened the photo album and enlarged the old photo of Mia that

she had taken and handed it to Joyce.

Old black and white photo, Joyce at first froze, then her eyes rounded,

“This is ... grandmother's photo?" She had already heard Cecelia

mention it before, living dna, no need to prove it again.

So, that's what it means.

It was so similar that at first glance, she seemed to think it was her own

picture.

"Yes, she was your grandmother, Mia Cole. unfortunately, she died at a

young age of hemorrhage when she gave birth to your father. So, none

of us ever met her. You inherited your grandmother's stunning good

looks across generations.”

Cecelia surreptitiously tells the story of the past, as it unfolded.

Joyce's eyes were slightly moist after hearing this.

She couldn't help but weep when she remembered the past.

“It turns out that Grandpa met me at Riveria Haze and mistook me for

Grandma. I just thought that there were so many people who looked

alike in the world, and that grandpa was just missing his old friend. I

also asked him how old the Mia he knew was."