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.

Luther his clothes and breakfast. Respectfully, he said, "President, I'll wait for you in the car downstairs. You

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

hand, Joyce left the Vantage

the morning and it reached the Motor City directly. It was easier to get back to

her breakfast while waiting on the curb for the

shuttle bus

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

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blue sea, the clear and transparent cloudless white sky,

stared blankly at the scenery along the way.

thought about the outrageous scene of the

was going on in

would even get himself into such a scandal

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

about it, her phone rang