You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Shelly turned toward Charlotte and said smugly, "Joyce is done this time. Just wait and see what happens.”

Charlotte looked at Shelly suspiciously. She could not know Shelly better. A brainless daughter from a wealthy family. How could she do anything great? She better not be a failure. However, when she looked at Shelly's confident look, she had a few expectations.

Casey opens Joyce's desk.

He went through each drawer carefully. Except for some personal items, most of them were just documents and folders. There was a suspicious folder indeed, and a black suspicious cloth bag.

He opened the folder and his face changed as he flipped through it. Then he opened the black cloth bag, his eyes darkened, his face more gloomy.

Casey picked up the two items and returned to the conference room, where Shelly followed up with Charlotte.

placed the folder and black cloth bag on the conference table and asked, "Luther, please check it. Do you need everyone else to step back?" At this moment, he still hoped that the president and his wife could

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bright eyes narrowed. This folder obviously did not belong to her. When was it put on her

seemed that there was indeed

the folder and

his handsome eyebrows tangled deeply, he put the document down on the table and looked at Joyce indifferently, “How

file and looked through it. It was also the first

with her, with astronomical payments and promises

ability and such a high reward, who would leave such documents on their own desks?

the black cloth bag, his eyes then

in the bag out. It was six thick stacks of cash, a