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.

by inch in front of Rodney's face and stuffed all the pieces into her mouth in front of Rodney's desperately

filled her mouth. The photo was hard for

her tongue 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

reach out his trembling hands, but found that he could not move at all, leaving only his eyes still able to

consciousness was dissipating little

looks, but she also inherited the Heath family's military shooting talent. I remembered she was some kind of junior

the more excited she became, and the

and sooner or later I'm going to kill Joyce, the last bloodline of the Heath family.

stand here and wait for you to completely stop breathing before I leave. None of you will try to