You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Who says there's no proof? I've got proof.” Shelly proudly took out her phone, opened the photo album, and showed everyone the photos she took yesterday afternoon of Joyce getting out of the Christian's Aston Martin sports car.

Joyce frowned slightly.

Christian was a real disaster. What else would he do but cause her trouble? She must stay away from him in the future.

“I'm sure there must be an explanation. The Joyce that I know would never do that." Professor Owens spoke out for Joyce.

Joyce looked at Professor Owens gratefully. Only Professor Owens could appreciate her talent. After she retired from the shooting range, she was once depressed, and it was Professor Owens who discovered her talent and gave her affirmation and encouragement, so she could go all the way to today with confidence.

She cast a grateful look at Professor Owens and conveyed her innocence.

Professor Owens understood and he stood up, "Since there is no more meeting, I will go back to the university research office first. Just let me know by phone when the misunderstanding is cleared." After saying that, he lifted his briefcase and took the lead to leave the conference room. For the rest of the office battle, he did not need to waste time participating.

Owens, I'm going to see you off.” The rest of the colleagues hurriedly followed and sent Professor Owens out the

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