The handwriting doesn't match.
The handwriting doesn't match...
After knowing this result, Olivia Lane sat in the chair, feeling as if she could not feel her heart for a moment.
It seemed suddenly blank, confused, and helpless.
The handwriting doesn't match.
After a while, Olivia Lane's dull gaze moved to the photo frame on the desk.
There is a photo in the frame, taken when Charlotte Lane was twelve years old on her birthday.
Later, when Charlotte went missing, her mother put the photo on the desk.
The person in the photo had black hair over her shoulders. She had monolid eyes, which gave the impression of Phoenix eyes. Her face had some baby fat, and when she smiled, her eyes were slightly bent.
She was very beautiful and cute.
The glint in her eyes was as brilliant as crystal.
Just from a photo, one could feel her contentment from being surrounded by love and adoration.
As Olivia Lane looked at the picture, she reached out and gently touched the frame.