You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She had read Anderson's resume from Mufron and it said nothing about his father.

Naturally Anderson either came from a divorced family or a single parent family, nothing to be proud of.

Anderson hadn't cared about the conversation between the two, and when he heard them talking about him not having a father, he was a little down.

He got angry.

Growing up, when he was playing with children about his age, he was repeatedly ostracized because of his far superior intelligence, and each time they made fun of him just because he had no father.

Because they really could not find any other weaknesses from him... He loved his slingshot and it was also because he could protect himself from being bullied.

Unfortunately, a slingshot was not allowed in the kindergarten, otherwise he must have used his slingshot to teach Oscar a hard lesson.

A retarded little boy who could do nothing but cry and say mean words in front of the teacher and his mommy.

have a father,

he really a

the kid and gave Anderson a cold "grunt". "Mommy, let's go. I'm not going to play with a

proudly made a smashing motion with

was just

icy voice rang out behind

magnetic. Although it was cold, it was low and nice, sexy

Oscar's mom turned around.

the sight of the

Such a handsome man!

begin with, and there was a designer trench coat draping on his shoulder in a dazzling way. Not to mention the ten-carat Royal Blues on the cuffs, the black gold watch on his wrist alone was worth over ten million. It was Richard Mille and she once

pressed the car key in his

far behind him, the lights of a super-cool sports cars that was definitely worth tens of millions of dollars, flashed twice and locked up

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level of luxury was something she had not