You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Jacqueline caught a glimpse of Luther walking down the stairs and hastily said, "We won't bother you today, we should go back."

At that moment, Ralph also came downstairs.

The two families met each other and greeted each other politely and courteously.

Luther looked around and asked politely, "If there is anything you would need our help with, just ask. Mr. Heath had an accident at home, do I need to report it to the local police department?"

For some reason, a strange feeling suddenly flashed through his mind. He thought of his own grandmother, Stephanie, who died also home, and they still hadn't been able to find out who did it.

Who could be so sure that Mr. Heath must have died by accident? Cecelia replied, "The chief of criminal investigation from the second precinct of the police headquarters came yesterday. He checked the scene carefully, there was no doubt, and he took some files back with him, promising that they would keep it on file confidentially.”

“The chief of criminal investigation of the second division?" Luther was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Wasn't it Karl?

last night? Wouldn't, by any chance, he have come

be passing by and came across the accident in our home. Speaking of which, Sergeant Gregory and we are kind of related, and since he had seen

was quite puzzled. He didn't expect Karl and the Heath family

You don’t know? I thought you'd know something about him since you've dealt with him over the whole Stephanie thing. He's got quite a background. His father is Chief Justice Chester Gregory and his mother Michal is the heir to the third largest construction company. The Cole family is related to us, the Heath family, by marriage and he could be considered Charlotte's cousin.” Cecelia explains. In the future, Luther was also one of them,

how it is. No wonder Sergeant Gregory is so young and

to ignore him and fight with him head-on. The most crucial thing is that Karl obviously likes Joyce, and as long as one’s eyes are

what Karl

her. You don't want to marry her, there are plenty of

his fists,

Now she was even pregnant... This damn woman

no wonder it was so late and Joyce was still