Chapter 959

It seemed that Rachel, at the moment, had not remembered that the

Heath family had asked her about the token pendant.

But still, Rachel might suddenly remember it again one day!

That way, it would be too dangerous for her.

She was now a time bomb for her.

Moreover, she must not let anyone know about this matter, so she

would have to handle it herself.

What should she do? To put an end to the problem forever?

"Charlotte, you have everything now. Why do you even need the old

stuff from the past? You are having such a good life now and I would

feel so satisfied if you can come back and visit us sometime.”

Rachel gently patted the back of Charlotte's hand.

“I'm just joking. Don't worry, Rachel, I'll definitely go back and visit you

guys.”

Charlotte said with a smile on her face, but her mind had long been

absent. Her eyes kept turning around and she was thinking about what

she should do.

"Hmm. Say hello to your mom for me. Your mom, Cecelia, has been

quite supportive of us over the years. I'm very grateful to her. She's

such a good person.”

Rachel said.

"Well, don't worry."

Charlotte responded absentmindedly.

"Eh, wait."

At the mention of Cecelia, Rachel seemed to suddenly remember

something, and she tried to recall, "Speaking of your mother, I seem to

remember something..."

"Remember what?" Charlotte tensed up at once.

"Back then Cecelia came to the orphanage looking for her daughter

and she told me that the lost child was wearing a silver pendant? She

even showed me the pattern engraved on the pendant... Yeah, that

should be the case.” Rachel reached out and scratched her hair, “I

forget things a lot lately.

My poor memory."

Charlotte blushed, and sure enough, Rachel had strung together all the

details.

"Eh, it's not right. Joyce's pendant has been so worn out over time, and

I did not pay attention to the pattern on it. Looks like I'll have to make

another trip to Mr. Warner to have a look at the pattern on it."

Rachel whispered to herself, “It's weird. They had done the DNA tests.

The pendant thing should have nothing to do with Joyce."

Charlotte couldn't hear what Rachel was muttering, though.

She knew Rachel must have been suspicious.

"Rachel, let's not just stand here. Let's have a walk together.”

With that, she dragged Rachel's arm and continued along the trestle

bridge.

After she walked a couple steps forward, Rachel suddenly stopped and

said, "Charlotte, I have something to do. I need to go back to the

meeting now. I'm not going back tonight, and we'll have breakfast

together tomorrow. Thank you."

She wanted to go back and find Luther again and take another look at

the pendant.

Just now Luther also thought it could be a token that could prove her

identity.

It would be such a significant matter then.

She had just taken a step out, but to her surprise Charlotte firmly

clasped her wrist.

She turned back.

The night was even darker than when they first got here.

Charlotte's eyes, in the thick darkness of the night, seemed to be

burning, and her expression was hideous and twisted, as if a fierce

beast had devoured her.

Rachel was stunned by Charlotte's appalling look.

Her back was chilled, her scalp was numb, and her whole body was

sweating. Her wrists were held by Charlotte tighter and tighter, as if she

wanted to transmit all her fear to her through the palms of her hands.

She couldn't help but shiver on her legs.

“You, what's wrong with you?" Rachel shivered her lips and she could

barely say a complete.

“You go to hell!” Charlotte growled low.

Suddenly she pushed hard, pushing Rachel from above the trestle

bridge, into the reservoir.