You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

And no matter how things would end.

Right now, there were more important things for him to do.

"Do you remember what you drank last night and who you had contact with?" Luther inquired.

Joyce thought carefully, “I didn't dare to drink last night. In the end, Lauren insisted that I make a toast to her, and then I had a glass of champagne. Then it didn't take long before everyone began to leave and go home."

"Lauren?" Luther propped his chin up with one hand and he frowned. He remembered how Lauren had targeted Joyce the last time. He was afraid there was something wrong with Lauren. He should not be hesitant, and he should have dealt with it earlier.

“Lauren still dares to give you a hard time in the project team?" He asked unhappily.

“It's actually okay, I can handle it." She was reluctant to judge others, not to mention that Lauren was never so tough as she might seem to be.

drink anything else? Think about

Joyce tried to recall, but she thought that the juice Charlotte had given her couldn't count, and all night long, she'd

just way too bold for anyone just to drug his wife like that. Joyce asked, "By the way, how would you just happen to call

man who sprayed her with ether sprays several times. The

her lightly, "You should thank Juanita. She was the one who thought something was wrong with you and called Aaron to try to get Aaron to

must find out. I'll ask Aaron to send you a new phone, and don't go out for two days. Stay at

medicine at the bedside is for you. If something like this

To his surprise, Joyce

in one piece? What's that bullshit? There was only one thing he did not do last night! He had seen

alcohol.” He said with a contemptuous look. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

of wine last night, “There's no weird smell at all." Even if there was, it was