You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Rodney's hand clutched the only photo of Mia, as if clutching the last straw. His eyes, once keen, were fading and unfocused. He was still able to see that the person in front of him was the vicious impostor granddaughter, Charlotte, and he squeezed the photo even tighter in his hand.

Charlotte smiled coldly and her face was disdainful.

Looking at the dying Rodney, she effortlessly pulled the photo out of his hands.

The blood-stained photos blurred Mia's formerly delicate features. "Well ..." Rodney's face was just like a withered flower, and the only thing he loved was taken away by Charlotte. He could not say a word, and he could only make an "urgh” sound constantly.

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Charlotte smiled smugly, slowly approaching Rodney, and the otherwise soft and gentle face revealed a grim smile.

front of Rodney's face and stuffed all the pieces into her mouth

taste of blood filled her mouth. The photo was hard for her mouth, but she swallowed

to lick the remaining blood from her lips. Looking into Rodney's incredulous, resigned eyes, she spoke slowly and deliberately, “The only picture, huh? From now on, no one will ever know what Mia looks like. Take this fond memory with you to hell,

that he could not move at all, leaving only his eyes still

consciousness was dissipating little

not really your child, and Joyce is. By the way, Joyce not only inherited Mia's looks, but she also inherited the Heath family's military shooting talent. I remembered she was

she

marry Luther, and I'm going to be even more powerful, and sooner or later I'm going to kill Joyce, the

and Stephanie knew to set me up before she died. Today, I will stand here