Chapter 485
You Hit My Heart
Rodney stood in the hall as he thought about the details.
He remembered Cecelia found a clue in Khebury and she went to the
orphanage. There were two girls who met their requirements, and they
asked the director of the orphanage to get the DNA samples of the two
girls for a paternity test, and in the end one of the samples matched
that of Cecelia. It was Charlotte.
But what was the name of the other girl?
He personally went to the identification center to pick up the report, and
Cecelia happened to be busy and did not go with him. At that time, he
only scanned through the report of the other girl, but he could not
remember the name of the other girl.
When he thought about it now, he was more and more sure it was
Joyce.
So, he always felt that he had seen the name somewhere.
The more he thought about it, the more he believed it was Joyce!
Charlotte was not quite like the Heaths in terms of both her appearance
and her personality. Especially her personality! She had been so weak
and crying all the time. But it made sense to him at that time, since after
all she had grown up in a completely different environment.
If he hadn't seen Joyce, he didn't doubt it. After all, it was a blessing to
have his granddaughter back after more than twenty years of
separation. He knew Cecelia had almost given up her life for this, and
the loss of her child had hit her too hard.
But when he saw Joyce, he couldn't help but start to wonder. After all,
it's too much of a coincidence. If Joyce was the orphan who underwent
DNA testing with Charlotte, was it possible that the identification center
made a mistake with the samples?
After all, Joyce looked too much like Mia, and it looked just like some
kind of transgenerational inheritance?
Could there be a mistake about their DNA samples?
Was it possible that Joyce was his own granddaughter?
He felt his heart beating faster and faster, almost uncontrollable, and
the blood vessels in his brain about to burst.
He was too old now to withstand such a cardiovascular shock, and his
eyes were blurred and his body began trembling for a few moments.
After Manager Foster sent Joyce away, she had been watching
Rodney. With his status, even though she did not expect she could help
him in any way, she certainly could not make any mistakes by leaving
him alone here, otherwise with the power of the Heath family, this could
very well be the last day of Riveria Haze.
She saw Rodney swaying a few times and rushed forward to hold him
anxiously, "Mr. Heath, are you all right, what's wrong? Do you need me
to call your family or an ambulance?"
She thought to herself, Mr. Heath just suffered a little mental
stimulation, and found that the person he had been looking for a long
time was actually not the one he had been longing for. She only hoped
that he would not have any accident after the great shock, or they might
face very serious consequences.
She held Rodney while signaling a security guard to bring a chair and
another security guard to make a cup of tea for him. She heard that tea
could lower his blood pressure and soothed his blood vessels.
With Manager Foster's assistance, Rodney sat in a chair, took a few
sips of tea, and finally calmed down.
âThere's no need to call anyone." His voice was still loud and clear, and
he waved his hand, signaling them not to call, âI'll sit for a while and
then leave, I need to go somewhere." He wanted to make another trip
to the identification center. He wanted to make sure that if what he had
just thought could be possible. He was going to find out what the name
of the other girl at the orphanage at that time was.
It's not that he didn't know that the girl who was married to Luther was
called Joyce...