You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

When it came to alcohols, Kane was simply the best of the best!

He seldom got drunk!

Joyce and Kane both exchanged glances.

Kane nodded, and then he lifted the glass in front of him, "Mr. Robertson is so right about it. I'll toast to Mr. Robertson."

He said and raised his head to drink. Before he drank it all, he coughed and pretended that he was choking on the strong wine. He wiped his lips and continued to drink until the whole glass of alcohol was completely finished.

"Oh, good, good attitude.” Otis nodded as he finished his own glass of wine in one go.

Joyce didn't drink. She picked up the cake on the table and took a bite. "Ms. Knowles, you're not going to sing us a song?" Otis spread his arms out and rested them on top of the back of the sofa chair, peering straight at her.

Today she wore more casually, and her long curly hair draped over her back. She looked less professional, but more casual and more attractive.

"I was afraid of my poor singing would only pollute Mr. Robertson's ears." Joyce gave a wry smile.

Otis clapped his hands, and his eyes seemed to

Joyce started to choose a song on the screen next to

time. For some unknown reasons, she suddenly wanted to sing this one

gentle, lingering prelude, she began to

bit shaky. It was a completely different voice, and

performed the song with

lazily, and when he heard her singing, he was slightly stunned, and could not help

so

power and everyone was intoxicated. Even Eugene who was standing at the door at that

when he stared

through a lot of vicissitudes and a lot of hardships, as if she was singing for the old time. It should be a gloomy rainy day,

infected everyone

looked at her with a complicated mixture of

to remember, and he knew that she

way to heal her trauma, and the only thing he