You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"President, I just sent the samples over this afternoon. I have told them that we are in a hurry, and they said we can get the results in three days." Casey froze when he heard Luther, “the president was in too much of a hurry.’

"Three days!" Luther felt like he was going crazy. Not to mention three days, even three minutes felt too long to him.

"Yes, President.”

"Use all your connections, and I must know the results by tomorrow evening.” The long wait was killing him.

"President, I've already used our connections. Now they are all using the latest analysis methods, and it does take three days, but the accuracy rate can be much higher. Please be a little bit more patient, President, and I will ask them to hurry up. I will inform you as soon as there is a result.”

Casey said helplessly.

"Got it."

Luther hung up the phone, his mind in an even worse turmoil.

He took a box of cigarettes out of his suit pocket and held one between his index and middle fingers.

he usually did not smoke much, and he smoked only

his two fingers, but

took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, but he could not calm

pushed open vigorously, and the person who hurriedly ran out was Charlotte. Charlotte wanted to go back to the lounge to change, but did not want to walk across all the crowd. She had

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her, Luther's long body leaned against the carved iron railing, and his crossed

lights that flashed just like stars in

flashing outside the walls shone on his stunningly

in melancholy, holding a thin cigarette

simply too

seen Luther in almost four

so long that her

coming

hadn't seen him since

around the ballroom and there was no sign of him. But she had heard people

expect that he would be smoking alone on the platform behind