You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Casey saw that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right. He hurriedly rounded up the situation, “You all go back to work." He cleared all the people out of the conference room, leaving some space for the president and the president's wife to handle the matter themselves.

Charlotte sighed as she saw that everything was over, and left the conference room helplessly to return to her seat. She looked at the computer screen in a daze, and couldn't help but worry that after Shelly's fuss, it would be difficult for her to find a chance to get at Joyce for a while.

And, Joyce was alert beyond her expectations.

It was all Shelly's fault. Just how dare she use such a trick? She had watched too many brainless TV shows, and maybe she thought it was seamless, but it was actually full of loopholes. How could she trust just a random security guard, and there was no careful planning beforehand.

Inside the meeting room.

Luther stared in silence at the blank paper in front of him, his face rigid. She even let him write this kind of shit. Afraid that he would go back on his words?

"Ok. I'll write it, and you can just sign it." Joyce saw that he was still motionless, so she simply took the white paper from him, took out a pen, and simply wrote a few sentences.

a payment from Joyce in two

Received from: Joyce.

payee: blank.

here." Joyce handed Luther the

pen and signed his name beautifully on the paper. It always felt like she was

under his hand.

hand on the receipt and asked in a cold voice, "You asked

to the core. This, coupled

her hands

carried a

a monetary clearing and a mutual relationship clearing. His mouth parted, he wanted

at what he did to her today. Although she seemed not to mind the whole thing on the surface, he could sense that she was quite serious today, which made him feel even more depressed. Sᴇaʀch

rather she act like a little wildcat