Chapter 230

After coming to Mufron, he kept the necklace in the corner of his

suitcase.

He later learned of his grandmother's sudden death and forgot about it.

Perhaps Aaron took it out yesterday when he was unpacking the

luggage for him.

Joyce curiously reached out her hand and took the box Aaron handed

over. She opened the package and there was a necklace lying inside.

A simple heptagram, and a circle outside the graph. Platinum and

diamonds, heavy in the hand.

“This necklace ... Is it a Wheel of Fortune. The heptagram represents

mystery, and the Wheel of Fortune signifies fate turning an unknowable

future.” She looked at it and said.

“You know the meaning of this necklace?" Luther asked, amazed.

"Oh, when I studied design before, I learned something about

legendaries. Whose necklace is this?" She asked.

"Well..." Luther was momentarily speechless. He obviously bought it for

her, but suddenly could not say it.

“It was picked up on the road and you can just take it."

He turned his face away and dropped this line, signaling with his eyes

for Aaron to hurry up and leave.

"Aaron, go. There's a lot to do."

When the words fell, he had already reached the door, and also closed

the door of the room.

Joyce looked at the empty room, and then looked at the "Wheel of

Fortune” necklace in front of her, astonished.

The necklace looked quite good. She had heard of the brand, and the

necklace was at least tens of thousands of dollars, and he just picked it

up on the road?

However, she did like this necklace.

Most importantly, she loved the story behind it.

She couldn't help but think of the series of things she has encountered

so far, and somehow she just thought they seemed to have been

arranged by fate.

It was like the Wheel of Fortune in her hand, once it is opened, there is

no telling where the end is.

On the other hand, the Heath family.

Charlotte was surprised to see Jacqueline and Shelly at her house

early in the morning, and felt strange.

"I already know what happened, and I have been to the police station.

Please send Luther my condolences. You guys don't look too good.

What's wrong, is there anything I can do to help?" She asked with

concer.

Jacqueline looked towards the house, “Is your mother Cecelia not

home?"

Charlotte nodded gently, "Well. She's been back in the Capital with my

grandfather for a few days now, and should be back soon. Do you need

to talk to her? I can call her. Why don't you come in first?"

She respectfully welcomed Jacqueline and Shelly into her home.

The three of them sat down together in the living room.

Ricky has been with Charlotte for the past two days and was naturally

at home at the moment.

She brewed a pot of tea for Jacqueline and Shelly and brought the tea

tray up respectfully and placed it on the coffee table.

"And this is?" Jacqueline raised her eyes and looked at Ricky, all in

military uniform, with quite an unordinary aura.

"Oh, this is my guard. Shelly met him earlier to protect me." Charlotte

introduced Jacqueline.

"Hello, Miss and Mrs. Warner. I've heard a lot about you. I'm Ricky,

please let me know if you need anything." Ricky saluted them

respectfully and then retired to the living room.

Shelly pointed to the shoulder, "It feels like he has an extra star here

than before.”

"Oh, he's just been promoted to captain.” Charlotte said gently.

"No wonder, they just get promoted more easily with the Heath family.”

Shelly understood. The soldier at Charlotte's side, whom she had

indeed met several times, was a man of few words and seemed very

loyal.