Chapter 415
Chapter 415:
Greyson still couldn’t believe the truth. He asked again, “How can you be so sure that it was Candice and not someone else? After all, it’s been ten years since the incident.”
Letitia suddenly smiled and replied, “Because she was beautiful. How could I forget someone as good-looking as her? Besides, she conducted herself very elegantly. I didn’t expect you to become a couple. Mr. Harman, you and your wife are destined to be a perfect match.”
Greyson stiffened at her last comment. He felt his hand weakening, and the document he held fell to the floor, scattering everywhere.
Letitia watched the pieces of paper fall and said anxiously, “Mr. Harman, let me pick them up for you.”
She quickly bent down and gathered the papers from the floor one by one. Most of them contained formulas she couldn’t understand.
Suddenly, one piece of paper caught her attention.
It had the words “divorce decree” printed on it.
Startled, she quickly placed that paper beneath the others, not daring to look at it again.
It was a divorce decree.
It turned out that Mr. Harman and his wife had divorced. What a pity.
Letitia gathered all the papers and handed them back to Greyson. His eyes were vacant and solemn, lost deep in thought.
She hurriedly said, “Mr. Harman, I’ll get back to my routine inspection now.”
Greyson nodded absentmindedly, his mind elsewhere.
What Letitia had just told him was like a bolt from the blue.
Did she say Candice’s arms were wounded and she looked very pitiful? What had she experienced that day? How did she know he had been kidnapped, and how did she call the police to save him?
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Suddenly, Greyson remembered reading about this incident in Candice’s diary before.
Her beautiful handwriting had revealed what was on her mind.
He recalled it was during her second year of junior high. The school’s Art Department had taken students to Red Old Town at the foot of the mountain in Overshow for a sketching exercise.
She had written two sentences in her diary that day: “Today, I did something worth cherishing for a lifetime. I might be having a sweet dream tonight.”
Below her handwriting was a happy little drawing.
However, she hadn’t written exactly what she had done that day.
Suddenly, Greyson understood what she meant.
It turned out that saving him was the event worth cherishing for the rest of her life.
It was her!
Oh God! Why had he been so absorbed by Madilyn when it was Candice who saved him in Overshow ten years ago?
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