You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

On the other hand, Joyce received a call from Luther out of the blue after work.

"Miss Knowles, I'm already on my way back to Khebury. I suddenly remembered something important and I want you to do me a favor." Luther's clear voice rang out over the phone.

"A favor?" Joyce was a little confused, “What could Mr. Warner possibly need my help with?"

"Can you go to Room Two at Capital Opera at exactly seven o'clock? And I'll have Aaron hand you something. Then you help me send it to a certain place. I will send you the address later.” Luther told her all the details.

Joyce smiled casually, "You can just ask Aaron to send it for you, so what all the trouble is even for? Why do you have to ask Aaron to give it to me and then I will send it to a certain place for you?"

It was obviously illogical. What did Luther want?

"Ahem, Aaron is not available. I have other things for him to do. Please help me out, will you?” Luther said in a nice voice.

"Mr. Warner, I don't know my way around the Capital, so what can I do to help you?" Joyce questioned.

phone, Luther looked gloomy. It was just so

better way to say it, he said, “I will not harm you, and I don't ask for your favor usually. There

No problem."Joyce

never asked her to

a little favor for him. So,

Opera at seven o'clock on time. Unexpectedly, when she had just arrived she

several people in formal dresses gathering around. Their hands were pointing somewhere but they dared not to

the ground. She was wearing a camel-colored dress, her long hair reached her waist,

was not the first time she

woman's convulsing gently when she

her face,

It was Cecelia!

several times and had a very

handsome, composed, calm

rushed to separate the crowd of onlookers, came forward, and support Cecelia kneeling on