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.

arm firmly in place to keep her

Otis's call, and since Luther refused to let

Robertson." She said

gave you? Is it sincere enough?" Otis's grim voice came

Robertson, there are indeed some problems between me and Mr. Walsh, but I never want him dead. It's

little problem do? How

not giving up like that. He had put a high price on you through a special channel. They would humiliate you, torture you, and then kill

that Mr. Walsh would be so

not a reason for

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She said coldly.

on the phone, and the laughter was