You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The Heath residence.

Everyone in the Heath family had been quite busy most of the times, but they would always spend one night and have dinner together every week. It's kind of a family habit from time to time.

The Heath residence was located inside the Warlord Palace. After the entrance of the Warlord Palace, they still need to drive about ten minutes halfway up the mountain before they could reach their forest surrounded home.

It was in such a secluded position that it was nearly impossible for an outsider to notice the entrance to the Heath residence from the outside. Tonight, Cecelia had called everyone in the family.

Ralph was busy with his business and finally had some free time to have dinner with his family today.

Charlotte had followed Cecelia back to the Capital since her miscarriage four years ago.

Life at the Capital was nothing like she had imagined.

In Khebury, the Heath family bought a downtown mansion with top- notch décor and state-of-the-art facilities, and within a few steps from the house, there were various luxury stores, where she could spend money and buy everything she wanted.

closet was full of fashionable items for every season

the economic center and the capital

there should not be much difference. But she didn't expect the difference to

hundred years. Although all the inside was redecorated before, the decoration was very low-key, and the facilities were also very ordinary. In other words, it was completely not like their

deep forest,

go anywhere, she would have to apply for a permission and she would have

hope for a buying spree in the streets, since she would have to be careful about their image as a warlord family in the outside

got all the dresses for the dinner parties at home, but there was no opportunity for her to wear

luxury old days, such a simple

to go from frugality to luxury but

very, very traditional and

and usually she

have a morning run every morning with

to live like this. The strict routine was just too boring. sᴇaʀᴄh