Hope you in my dream
Chapter 223 Cruel Hearted
When Rachel took Ceil back to her studio, everyone was happy to hear that it was a cook who was cooking for them. "That's great. You don't have to eat fast food every day from now on!"
Rachel was a little tired. After asking Michelle to arrange Ceil to do something, she went to bed.
Lying on the bed, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She couldn't calm down at the thought that her parents had committed suicide in prison.
She would never believe it.
There were many kinds of death methods in the prison, including being poisoned, abused, and all kinds of accidents However, the result being given by the official were usually decent, but most of them were not credible.
Rachel's head was running at a high speed.
Was her grandmother really seriously ill at that time? Then why didn't Grandpa take any measures since there was no news about her parents? Did he think that her father was unfilial and didn't want to go home, so he didn't find him? he missed the best time to save him?
The more Rachel thought about it, the more headache she felt. It seemed that she had to ask her grandfather for confirmation.
But at the thought of meeting her grandfather whom she had never met, she felt sad.
After tossing and turning for hundreds of times, Rachel finally couldn't help but send a message to Clark. "If someone committed suicide in prison, do you believe it?"
Clark had helped her investigate this case before. A trace of expectation appeared in Rachel's heart. Maybe he could know something.
Seeing that there was no response from the phone, Rachel thought that Clark would not reply her message.
She was a little disappointed.
That's right. Last time when Clark invited her to shoot an advertisement, she refused him and even smeared her. How could he talk to her?
Thinking of this, she quickly clicked on the WeChat and wanted to withdraw the message, but found that the message had been sent for too long and could not be withdrawn.
She sighed and was about to turn off her phone to sleep.
At this time, the phone rang.
the phone number on the screen, Rachel almost threw
her message for a long time, but called her directly?
answered it? Or not?
she was hesitating, the phone was hung up and returned to
and regretted not answering the
phone rang
Clark had called her! It had
but she still pressed the answer
committed suicide in prison?" Clark's voice was as
who? Could she tell
the Yan family that my parents committed suicide in prison not long after they were sentenced. I don't
of the phone, but she could hear the
Rachel didn't know what to
could she say that in front of him? To
bitterly and quickly said on the phone, "I just can't figure it out by myself. You helped me investigate this before, so I want to ask.
saying that, Rachel hung up the phone quickly without waiting for
this time, Clark was sitting in the office. Seeing that the phone screen that had been hung up had returned to its original state, he
who had been standing aside all the time, couldn't help but ask in
really died of suicide in prison, or there was another cause
replied and went out
staying at home for a few days, Rachel finally accepted the information that Ceil
no shooting task these days. Although she was
were delicious, which had been praised by the employees of the studio. She
because of the past. Instead, she was treated politely as an elder.
swore to work harder to repay this poor girl who was beaten
the script at home, Ceil prepared some fruits and desserts for her. Then she sat opposite her, unspeaking.
was confused, "Ceil, what's
Rachel, you are so kind to me.
About Hope you in my dream - Chapter 223 Cruel Hearted
Hope you in my dream is the best current series of the author Eleanor Hughes. With the below Chapter 223 Cruel Hearted content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 223 Cruel Hearted and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com