You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After saying that, he coldly hung up the phone.

Joyce hurriedly grabbed her phone back and put it in her bag.

Karl hadn't contacted her yet and she must not let Luther find out anything.

"Ding—" At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Joyce was instantly alert. She listened carefully, but heard nothing outside the door. She thought perhaps Aaron had drove the reporters at the door away.

She picked up her bag, walked quickly to the door of her room and carefully opened it to look out.

It was Aaron, carrying the packed breakfast in his hand. When he saw Joyce, he nodded slightly, "Good day, Joyce, the car is already parked downstairs, we can leave anytime."

"No need. I'm not taking his car. I'll go back by myself. Get out of the way."

Joyce gently pushed Aaron away, sidled out of the room, and left without looking back.

Aaron did not know what to do. He looked at Joyce who just left and then looked at his gloomy-faced boss.

and breakfast. Respectfully, he said, "President, I'll wait for you in

turning his expensive perpetual calendar watch

exited

and Joyce was bizarre, and

Joyce left

milk for breakfast. There was a shuttle bus from the seaside town in the morning and it reached the Motor City

ate her breakfast while waiting on the

the shuttle bus arrived on

car, which was almost empty due to the early hour. She chose the seat in the back and sat

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white sky, and the golden haze shone on the burst of waves. Countless white

along the way. Thoughts

the outrageous scene

know what was going on

himself into

he took Shelly's call for her, was

about it, her phone