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.

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 close the door and solve the

In reply to Casey, it was

if there were more people? Her bright eyes narrowed. This folder obviously did not belong to her. When was it put on her desk? And she did not

that there was indeed

and removed the

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

picked up the file and looked through it.

the Ballard group had a partnership agreement with her, with astronomical payments and promises of copyright, patent

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, "You

look up as he opened the black cloth bag, his eyes then

got the things in the bag out. It was six thick stacks