Today, the Heath family celebrated the recovery of their daughter with a feast.
Everybody was looking forward to seeing the warlord's descendant.
The lights focused on the top of the revolving staircase and the media swarmed up.
The flashing lights were staggered and blindingly dazzling.
With the flowers, applause and music, a woman in a white princess dress slowly walked down, covered with fine diamonds as the glitter of stars.
Fine eyebrows and almond eyes. Bright and charming.
The daughter was none other than Charlotte.
Luther was both surprised and shocked that Charlotte was the long-lost daughter of the Capitalthe Heath family.
The granddaughter of the military general, the daughter of the general. She was indeed the descendant of the warlord.
Joyce was also surprised that she hadn't seen Charlotte at school for a while, and she remembered that the orphanage's director Rachel had called them to identify their relatives and left their hair and nails for DNA tests.
Little did she know that it would be Charlotte who would find her family.
was her mother Cecelia. The identity of her father Ralph was too special to show up
was extremely shocked that Cecelia had indescribable temperament. She was more than beautiful, gentle, noble,
that she could not help but take a few steps
think of the status and glory added to her body that
she, Charlotte, was also at
get every single thing as long as
have imagined that all should belong to
Including ......
at Luther with the softest
too, will
and more people who
out to pick it up, but was squeezed behind by the people beside
passed by and leaned down to pick it up. She walked through the crowd and handed it to Joyce with smile. There was no
looked each other. There seemed to
What a healing smile.
maternal kindness all
anything, but at this moment she felt uncomfortable. She had never met her parents, and she truly envied Charlotte,
Unfortunately she was already pushed