It turned out that the Miss Heath, whom he finally married after four years of deliberate efforts, was an impostor!
Was he not, for four years, sleeping with a nobody!?
Without the title of a Miss Heath, Charlotte was nothing!
A rubbish!
What could she even do to catch his eye? There were a lot of women who were more beautiful than she was. She looked superficially obedient, but in fact she was sinister and narrow-minded. She was literally good for nothing. Shooting, fighting, nothing! In the military she was simply nobody.
If she was on the street, she was no more than an ordinary woman.
She was not even better than a prostitute.
And he actually slept with this disgusting dirty woman for four years.
At this moment, he felt more disgusting than ever.
He was outrageous. His both fists were clenched, and his nails had sunk deep into the flesh of his palms.
But he forced himself to hold back, and tried to continue the conversation.
"Of course I know, otherwise why do you think, I am standing in front of you at this moment?" He said deliberately.
Charlotte saw that he looked just normal, and she was relieved, "Otis, listen to me. Now the only person who knows about this matter is Cecelia. Rodney is dead, and dead people can't talk again."
Otis' heart almost missed a beat.
Good lord, was it possible that even Rodney was killed by Charlotte!?!?
He thought about Rodney’s case and the files he went through. Since he was in charge of these secrets, he could see all this evidence.
At the time, he also thought Rodney's death was a bit strange, and it was more likely he was pushed down the stairs.
Although there was no one at home at the time, Charlotte, this poisonous woman, had once asked Ricky to tamper with the surveillance! So she might well avoid the surveillance alone to commit the crime.
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