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.

you in the car downstairs. You can leave anytime, if you need anything, just let

expensive perpetual calendar watch on his wrist, and

exited the

now the atmosphere between the boss and Joyce was bizarre, and he knew better than to

the other hand, Joyce left the Vantage

breakfast. There was a shuttle bus from the seaside town in the morning and it reached the Motor City directly. It was easier to get

on the curb for the earliest shuttle

shuttle bus arrived

empty due to the early hour. She chose the seat in the back and

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transparent cloudless white sky, and the golden haze shone on the burst of waves. Countless white bubbles rose

along the way.

thought about the outrageous scene of the

really didn't know what was

into such a scandal just

took Shelly's call for her, was he trying to

thinking about it, her