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.

you need everyone else to step back?" At this moment,

In reply to Casey, it

she had done nothing? What difference would it make even if there were more people? Her bright eyes narrowed. This folder obviously did not

that there was indeed someone last

and removed

looked through it, his handsome eyebrows tangled deeply, he put the document down on the table

looked through it. It was also the first time she

with her, with astronomical payments and promises of copyright, patent rights,

document casually on the conference table, "With this kind of ability and such a high reward, who would leave such documents on their own desks? Waiting to be discovered at any time?" She glanced at Luther with a disdainful look,

as he opened the black cloth bag, his eyes

bag out. It was six thick stacks