You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The Hummer military vehicle sped along, heading straight for the Heath family.

On the other hand, the Warner residence.

Stephanie lay curled up on the floor, unable to say a word now that her tongue was completely out of her control.

She felt incomparable remorse, or fear. Charlotte was such a terrible woman, ambitious, ruthless, cruel, and evil. If the Warner family should fall into the hands of Charlotte they would be completely finished.

But it was too late, and there was nothing she could do to change it all. What to do? Just die, waiting for Joyce to be framed by Charlotte, waiting for the Warner family to fall into the hands of that vicious woman?

Right now, what else was there for her to do?

She used all her strength. Her body was paralyzed and could barely move. Only her arms and fingers had a trace of feeling.

seemed to think of something and a glimmer of hope flashed in her

table, stretched out her arm and approached the door extremely slowly, little by

point, the numbness seemed to creep to

all her life's strength and all her will to produce her will

a

gradually stiffening fingers

writing a complete word was not

in Charlotte's hands, she could not just sit back and wait for death. She originally left 1% of her shares to Joyce in her will as a token of appreciation to ensure that

to the kindness of Joyce, she now had the opportunity to

R&S Group, half of which was reserved for Luther. She has suppressed Jacqueline all her life, and it is time for

into the house. It looked like the Warner

was her strong will that supported Stephanie's tight grip on the pen and it had never been so hard to write a stroke, and finally she only

hands, gradually weak, softly sliding down, falling to the ground, could no longer