You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

When the clock stroke eight, a slightly more escalating tune was played in the ballroom.

It was a light and cheerful tone.

Charlotte slowly walked down from the top of the revolving staircase.. Today she was dressed very grandly. Her long nude-color dress was covered with sparkling crystals, and her long hair was pulled up high, with jewel-studded hairpieces on both sides.

Her neck and wrists were all covered with jewelry.

Her jewels seemed to be an extension of her long dress, extravagant and luxurious.

Joyce stood in the middle of the crowd and looked at Charlotte coldly. Over the years, Charlotte had not changed much. She still had all those fake smiles on her smile.

She looked like the purest and loveliest flower you could possibly find on earth, but in fact she was just a vicious snake inside.

When Joyce was at the International Exhibition Center, she only had a quick glimpse of Charlotte, but today, when she was finally able to see her up close, she felt endless anger coming up in her chest.

She had a glass of red wine in her hand.

The glass, clutched tightly by her, kept shaking because her fingers kept trembling, and the liquor in the glass kept swirling, flashing eerily under the dazzling and blinding spotlights.

then another, in order to suppress her

of the high and mighty warlord, and now she was married to

daughter of hers, who did not survive, had to lie underneath the

not avenge

for sure, pull Charlotte down

more than to stay in hell and

slowly made her

appearance, nodding frequently to

all

a warm smile and

envious eyes, looked at the luxurious jewelry

approached and said, "Mrs. Robertson, you look so stunning today. And we simply look too shabby next to you.

her chin

the effect she

to light four years ago,

bags, and limited edition custom made clothes were

were indeed private small gatherings, but she hadn't attended a