You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

By this time, the ambulance had arrived.

Although the younger Mr. Walsh's leg was not injured, he was so scared that he could hardly walk and they had to carry him into the ambulance on a stretcher.

After the younger Mr. Walsh was carried away, the older Mr. Walsh scanned the hall with irritation. There was no way something like this could have happened for no reason.

When he saw Joyce was alone not far away, his face suddenly darkened.

As if there was a flame in his chest, he rushed directly to Joyce with quick steps.

After what happened the last time they met, he did not dare to make a move against her easily. He sternly questioned, "Ms. Knowles, what just happened to my brother, did you do it?"

Joyce put down the plate and dessert in her hands.

as she raised her eyebrows, “Mr. Walsh, you have to have evidence to say something like that. I don't know what happened just now, and Mr. Walsh is blaming it all on me? It's

who could ever have a problem with my brother but you? If it's not you, who else could it be?" The older Mr. Walsh was so irritated that

wanted to teach Joyce a lesson. Last time his brother was thrown over her

his hand, he was firmly squeezed

Luther in surprise. Although Blue Maple had nothing to do with R&S, he had certainly at least heard

right, and it's me." Luther flung his hand hard, and the older

is now on her plate. She's having dinner, and you can't just say those words

upset, but he dared not do anything in front of Luther, "Mr. Warner, what's

with me from just before the incident until now. She had nothing to do with the attack on your brother.” Luther sneered, "I wonder, is it

"Enough, certainly enough.”

nose and knew better than to continue. Since the richest man in the country had stood up for her,

be unless he wanted to get out of

wanted to kick a family business like Blue Maple