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That malicious Charlotte might very well just take her place when she had the chance.
After all, this was not the first tthat Charlotte had done something like this.
If she could do it once, why couldn't she simply do it twice.
The more she thought about it, the more alarmed she became.
There was sdisbelief at first.
Now, the more she thought about it, the more it made sense.
Luther cback to Khebury a while ago. What exactly did he do there? Did it have anything to do with her and the Heath family?
She reached out and she couldn't help but cover her lips with her slightly cool fingers. She was shocked beyond words inside her
heart.
She could not even imagine that it would be the truth.
When she saw the lovely Anderson at her side, she frowned. Before, she no longer cared about her identity. After all, it had been so
long in the past that she could not even feel any need for the existence of a family at all.
But now, the longing for her loved ones suddenly surged back into her heart.
She wanted to find her parents.
For Anderson, for herself, she must find the truth.
Although her assumptions were too bold and she had no intention of climbing the ladder of power, she simply could not ignore the
possibility.
And she could not let Charlotte, again and again, get away with it.
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Against the warm yellow light inside the house the night outside the window looked even darker.
Ivy cout from inside the kitchen, smiled and asked, "Ms. Knowles, it's been half an hour. Should | serve your dinner now?"
Joyce glanced thoughtfully at the door, "Wait a little longer. We'll eat together when Mr. Warner gets back."
Anderson looked up from his phone, "Mommy, didn't you say he wasn't coming hfor dinner?"
Joyce reached out and stroked his head, "Wait another half hour, maybe he will?"
For sreason, she had a feeling that Luther would hurry back.
"There's still half an hour left, so I'll make you another Wellington steak for your dinner." With that, she stood up.
"Oh, yeah!" Anderson was even happier. Mummy's Wellington steak was one of the best.
Joyce went to the kitchen, took out the frozen fermented dough that had been prepared last night, took out the steak, rolled and
kneaded it to a nice shape, then put it inside the oven and set the baking tto twenty minutes.
With that, the aroma gradually wafted from inside the oven.
The bread gradually took on a golden, oily color.
The tender steak was wrapped inside by a crispy layer. Just imagining it, Anderson could smell the aroma overflowing and his
mouth was watering.
With a "ding" from the oven, the Wellington steak was ready.
The door, too, was opened.
Luther walked in from outside and saw Anderson sitting on top of the couch.
His handsface was overflowing with tenderness.
"Wow, you're really back. Con, let's have dinner together! I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm starving." Anderson
leapt forward and took Luther by the arm and tugged him inside.
Luther smoothly threw his jacket to the couch.
Ivy was serving food to the plates while Joyce wore thick gloves and took the freshly baked Wellington steak out of the oven and
placed it in the middle of the table.
They finally could share a warm night and all the delicious food.
He was surprised, "Are you waiting forfor dinner?"
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