Chapter 239 Interrogating What Happened Back then Charlotte felt that Gideon had more than just this purpose, but he was not her subordinate after all, and she could only say, âThank you for your helping me.â
âYou must be cursing me in your heart.â Gideon suddenly approached her and said.
Charlotte shook her head helplessly. âI donât do that.â
Gideon smiled gently and said, âIt doesnât matter if you curse me in the heart.â
Before Charlotte could feel touched, he continued, âDonât tell me about it.â
Charlotte looked at him expressionlessly. âOh, I will definitely tell you.â
On the other end, Joe hung up the phone and looked expressionlessly at Jack. âLetâs go home.â
Jack finally heaved a sigh of relief and quickly and smoothly sent Joe back to the villa.
Sensing that the speed they back home today was very fast, Joe pursed his lips and coldly said, âYou can go back now.â
âOkay.â Jack looked respectful, but his back was full of joy.
Joe silently withdrew his gaze, rubbed his eyebrows, and entered the villa.
âJoe, youâre back!â
As soon as he entered the door, Wendy stepped forward with a smile and reached out to hold Joeâs hand.
Joe moved away from Wendy imperceptibly and his eyes fell on the bright red heart-shaped birthmark on her arm.
Seeing that he was staring at her arm, Wendy subconsciously turned her body to the side, completely revealing her heart-shaped birthmark to him.
Joe suddenly chuckled and stared at her. âIs it tattooed?â
âWhat?â Wendy looked at him in confusion.
Joe took out an envelope, threw it casually on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa.
It was obvious that he had something to discuss with her.
Wendy sat down beside him and reached out to pick up the envelope. âIs this for me?â
Joe was noncommittal.
New wwwwwwwe NG OVEN NA Wendy opened the envelope and found a stack of photos inside. The photos seemed to be screenshots of one of her movies. It had been so long that she couldnât remember them clearly.
âWhatâs this?â Wendy secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked in confusion.
Joe leaned back on the sofa and clicked on the photo from a distance. âLook carefully.â
Wendy looked at it again and soon found something wrong.
Almost every one of the photos showed her arms. The place where there should have been a birthmark was empty.
All the memories of the past returned to her mind.
It was shot more than a decade ago when she was studying at the Film Academy. Because she didnât have many scenes at that time, she didnât remember it. More importantly, she hadnât met Joe at that time.
She secretly clenched her fists and said with a stiff smile, âYou mean the birthmark? At that time, the movie director felt that the birthmark on my arm was too eye-catching, so he asked the makeup artist to cover it up for me. You wonât suspect that my birthmark is fake just because of these photos, will you?â
Joe still stared at her with a deep gaze and asked indifferently, âIs that so?â
âYou donât believe me!â Wendy suddenly stood up.
oment, she probably contributed all her acting skills. With tears in her eyes, she said, âI was only eight years old at that time. When I was kidnapped, I was wearing a red sweater and a pair of black pants.
You were tied up before me. When I was brought in, you were tired and fell asleep, werenât you?â
Wendy recounted the details of the incident with tears in her eyes but did not notice that Joeâs gaze was getting colder.
When the little girl was locked up with him, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but as soon as the kidnapper left, he quickly opened his eyes and talked to the little girl. If Wendy was the little girl, it was impossible for her not to know about it.