Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 509

Karl was keenly aware of Joyce's intentions. They hadn't seen Charlotte when they came in earlier, and Charlotte had suddenly returned, so he was able to try her a bit.

"There's really nothing suspicious about the scene." Karl said, "It looks like Mr. Heath was going up the stairs, and he fell backward down the stairs."

"Upstairs?" Cecelia asked in surprise, "I thought Dad fell down because he was in a hurry to answer the phone and was in a hurry to get downstairs."

"No way. If that's the case, his back of the head would never be like that. I'm pretty sure he definitely fell backward." Karl used the word "definitely". He rarely uses such absolute words.

Charlotte's eyelids were "popping" at this point. Damn it, she hadn't thought of that! Indeed, Rodney was bending over to pick up the toothbrush with his back to the stairs, when he was pushed down the stairs by her sneak attack.

Cecelia frowned lightly, "Falling backward? But when I came back, I saw Dad lying here with his crutches still in the middle of the stairs. Surprisingly, Dad would fall down on his back if he was on crutches going up the stairs?"

"Yes, so it's a bit weird." Karl mentioned lightly, "I was told that no one was at home at that time, otherwise I would have thought Mr. Heath had been pushed down the stairs."

After saying that, his gaze fell fixedly on Charlotte.

The sharp words came out.

Charlotte's breath got caught in her throat and her pupils contracted. She tried her best to conceal her mood swings, and she knew that she could not show anything in front of Karl.

At that moment Karl was looking at her, and she had to feign composure and pretended to be surprised, "No way?"

Cecelia also froze, "What?"

Karl waved his hand, "Sorry to startle you all. It's my occupational hazard. I was just hypothesizing about what would happen if someone was home. Since Mr. Heath was the only one at home, he must have fallen down the stairs accidentally."

"Oh." Cecelia understood, and she didn't think much of it. It was true that no one was home at the time of the incident, and the officers Ralph had brought in had checked the surveillance.

Even if there was someone, they were all family, and who would lay hands on an old man? She had always done everything herself, and the maids at home would only clean the rooms when she was there. They were after all a family of warlords, and for security and confidentiality reasons, she never left her maids alone at home.

Charlotte took a deep breath. Just now she almost forgot to breathe because she was nervous, and nearly choked when she inhaled the air violently.

She coughed a few times, and to hide her abnormality, she deliberately said, "Karl really scared me just now."

"Sorry. Couldn't be of much help. I was told that the Heath family did not want to make this public. So, it's not convenient to involve the police." Karl confirmed.

"Yes, that is what the General is considering at the moment. Our family is in a unique situation and I hope Karl will understand." Cecelia expressed her apologies.

"Hmm. Sure." Karl took a business card from his briefcase and handed it to Cecelia, "Here's my card. If Ms. Hurley changes your mind or wants a professional forensic team to carefully investigate the scene, feel free to contact me."

"Good."

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