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.

clapped his hands, and his eyes

a song on the screen next to the couch. She flipped

For some unknown reasons, she suddenly wanted

soft, gentle, lingering prelude,

shaky. It was a completely different voice, and gave

performed the song with all her

when he heard her singing, he

was so distinctive

Eugene who was standing at the door at that time, could not help

he stared

singing for the old time. It should be

singing voice infected

her with a

knew that she had a past that she didn't want to remember, and he knew

no way to heal her trauma, and the only thing he could do