You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"What the hell is going on? Tell me now.” Luther had waited patiently until now, "I've seen the news on TV. The strange death of Mr. Walsh at Hotel Dragon. Which Mr. Walsh is it?"

"The deceased is the older Mr. Walsh." Joyce wiped the corner of her lips gently with a napkin and answered him.

"When did you leave this morning? Why did you even go there? And what did you have to do with his death? How did you get taken away by the House of Inspection?" Luther asked a series of questions.

Karl had disappeared for almost four years, and he suddenly appeared at this time. Why? He had too many questions and held them back until she finished her meal.

Joyce was just about to answer when suddenly her cell phone rang. Her eyes widened when she saw the number, 0002.

Luther saw it too and his face turned gloomy.

Joyce wanted to get up and go to her room to answer the call, because she didn’t want Luther to hear her.

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refused to let go, she could only take it

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with the big gift I gave you? Is

between me and Mr. Walsh, but I never want him

harm can such a little problem do? How can you

much about the inside story. As far as I know, the last time when that Mr. Walsh hired those thugs, he couldn't block you inside the garage successfully. But he was not giving up like that. He had put a high

was stunned. She also did not expect that Mr. Walsh would

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She said coldly.

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