You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 486

But hearing her nand seeing her nwere two completely different things. When he saw the hot-stamped non her

business card, it gave him an instant sense of familiarity. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Yes. Mr. Heath, would you like something for an afternoon snack?"

"No need. Thank you for taking care of me. You can just do whatever you need to do, no need to stay with me." Rodney said kindly.

"Yes, Mr. Heath." Manager Foster gave a dry laugh.

She agreed, but she dared not leave. She could never make any mistake about Mr. Heath. She hastily ordered the other waiters to

bring the exquisite afternoon tea snacks, all healthy and non-sweet pastries.

After Rodney sat down for a few moments, thanks to the foundation he build when he was much younger, he felt that his strength

was mostly restored. He stood up and said to Manager Foster, "I'm leaving now, thank you for your hospitality."

Manager Foster hurriedly and solicitously asked, "Letcall a cab for you."

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"I'll call it myself."

Rodney refused and then slowly walked out of Riveria Haze by himself.

Manager Foster was relieved to see Mr. Heath's old yet strong back finally disappearing behind Riveria Haze's front door. It was a

great relief to see him off, and she had been so worried.

She patted her chest, smoothed her breath, and ordered the others, "Just go back to your duties!"

She then hurriedly busied herself with the regular meeting.

On the other hand, Rodney hailed a cab and headed alone to the identification center in Khebury.

Soon, the cab arrived.

He got out of the car and walked straight into the door of the identification center. It hadn't been long since, and he remembered

the place he picked up his report and the staff member who handed it to him, called Tom.

He walked directly to the innermost part of the identification center, went up and asked, "Is Tom in today?"

A female staff member cout to greet him and replied with a smile, "He is off today, Mister, what do you want to see him? Or

you can talk to me, just callAva, and see if | can help you."

"Oh, | am here for a report, about four months ago. If you know about that, it's just the sto ask you." Rodney sat down in a

chair in the identification center, more or less exhausted from his severe rheumatism. It had been hard for him to walk and he

happened to be out today without his cane.

"I can help you with that. Can you tellwhat report you want to check?" Ava asked dutifully.

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"At that twe the Heath family sent you two samples from the orphanage for paternity test, and one of the children was

Charlotte. You should have heard of this. | would like to know the nof the other girl." Rodney spoke with a serious expression.

"Oh, so you are the Mr. Heath! | have heard about the story of your family successfully finding your daughter! Yes, it was indeed

our center that did the identification. Our leaders had a celebration party for this. I'm going to check it out for you." Ava said

excitedly.

"Thanks." Rodney was very polite and not snobbish at all.

Ava went into the documents room, opened the computer records, and quickly found the records of that time.

She cout and said to Rodney, "Mr. Heath, the other girl's n..."

Rodney listened and felt his heart rise to his throat.

"It's Joyce, Joyce Knowles," Ava said with deliberate emphasis, for Mr. Heath to hear more clearly.