You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Charlotte called Ricky's number immediately after Thomas hung up the phone.

As it was about to go through, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

Cecelia heard a commotion in Charlotte's room, got up and came over to check, asking with concern, “Charlotte, was that you talking just now? Was that you calling me? Is something wrong at this late hour?" Just at that moment, the phone picked up and Ricky's low voice came through.

Charlotte's hand shook with fear and the phone fell on the bed, she hurriedly covered the speaker with the quilt.

"Mom, I'm fine, I had some trouble sleeping and I just talked to Shelly on the phone." Charlotte's heart thumped hard, and her whole body broke out in a thin sweat as she lied.

take care of yourself. I'm not coming

in

it, Mom." Charlotte

until Cecelia's footsteps faded

she still had to count on Ricky to do the job for her. "Miss, you underestimate me. If Thomas gets out of my control, I will call you first. Don't worry, everything is within my grasp. I didn't intend to do it at the hotel next to the train station either. Because once Thomas died near the train station, it would be difficult for me to take care of the aftermath, and I wouldn't be able to remove the body, and in the event of a murder, the police would definitely get involved and follow the trail and maybe find

finished speaking, Charlotte had already breathed a

away was because I hoped he would leave the hotel and find an isolated place to hide. According to my investigation, he did not use his identity to get a room. So once

hell out of me. You're so reliable,

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to worry, just bite the bullet and say you are sending a bank card to him as we agreed before. Originally, if he didn't call you, by the time you wake up from your sleep, I would have taken care