Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 116



Chapter 116

Cecelia was really completely shocked. They grew up at the same orphanage and Joyce was still

confident and sunny. That’s quite something!

She recalled that Rachel from the orphanage had mentioned that there were two girls who entered the

orphanage at the same time twenty years ago, so the DNA of the two girls was collected, and finally, it

was Charlotte’s DNA that matched hers.

When she thought about their age, could it be that Joyce was the other girl Rachel talked about at the

time?

She suddenly felt sorry for the girl in front of her. She really liked Joyce from the bottom of her heart. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

They had similar personalities, and she could see her younger self when she was looking at Joyce.

Unfortunately, it's a shame Joyce was not her daughter.

DNA could not be wrong.

Joyce saw Cecelia wandering off for a while.

She couldn't help but interrupt, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing. What a coincidence! My daughter, was she a nice kid in the orphanage when she was

little?" Cecelia asked in a soft voice.

"Of course, Charlotte grew up to be a good girl, talkative and pleasant, and the dean liked her a lot.

Unlike me, I just kept getting into trouble, and the dean had a big head when she saw me." As Joyce

spoke, a bright smile spread across her lips.

"Is that so." Cecelia was really infected by her smile and spread a smile as well.

Charlotte has been forced to learn not to make people angry since she was a child. But Joyce, who

grew up in the same environment, was sunny and cheerful.

How she wished her daughter was as cheerful as Joyce, so she could be more like one of the Heaths.

But perhaps Charlotte had suffered a lot when she grew up so Charlotte's character had become so

sensitive, careful, delicate, and pathetic.

Alas, after all, she owed her daughter too much.

Thinking about this, Cecelia felt sad and melancholy.

Joyce felt that throughout today's meeting with Cecelia, surprisingly, Cecelia seemed to have been

avoiding the main topic.

The two kept chatting happily.

Joyce thought about it and decided that some things could not be solved by avoidance.

She said bluntly, "Auntie! What did you originally want to say to me when you came here today? I hope

you can say it, no need to worry. What happened just now, it's nothing to worry about."

Cecelia was really surprised by her initiative. She hesitated and took an envelope out of her bag and

put it on the table.

Joyce froze, "Is it a check?"

Cecelia shook her head, "It's a letter of recommendation and a ticket." She paused, "You'll be

graduating soon. She paused, "And Mufron University of Technology, the world's top institution in your

field. This is a letter of recommendation for you to get in there. With my letter of recommendation,

Doctor Smith will accept you. You can also apply for a full scholarship. You can change your airline

ticket to any time you want. The choice is yours, I won't force it."

Joyce was quite surprised by the letter of recommendation. She thought that the rich families were all

dealing with such situations with money, and she was mentally prepared for that.

Little did she know that Cecelia would actually use the opportunity to study abroad in exchange for her

daughter's happiness.

Ultimately, Cecelia was just different from the others.

Joyce also had to admit, that she found the offer quite tempting.

Naturally, she had heard of Doctor Smith, the Nobel Prize winner. Such an opportunity was just too

rare.

After she finished with this side of the business, she was free of worries.

Just as she reached out her hand, she was about to touch the letter on the table.

Suddenly, Luther pushed in the door.

He stepped forward quickly and caught a glimpse of the envelope on the table.

He stepped forward and pressed Joyce's already outstretched hand firmly on the table, preventing her

from reaching for the letter.


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