You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After getting enough sleep, he went to his office at the charity commission.

It had become quite a habit of his to go to the office every day and have a good look at his "wealth".

Just a look at it was enough to make him feel energetic the whole day. Today, he entered the office as usual, closed the door and closed all the automatic curtains.

He made sure no one could ever see him from the outside.

He rubbed his hands and excitedly took down the oil painting on the wall.

When he looked at the safe behind the painting, he was almost drooling.

He skillfully pressed his fingerprint, entered the code, and with a click, he opened the safe.

He froze.

Unexpectedly, it was empty.

He thought perhaps he was just not completely awake yet, so he rubbed his eyes.

He looked again and still there was nothing.

heart was about to explode and hurriedly reached inside the

feel was the cold, hard stainless steel, and the coldness constantly reminded him that

His mind went blank.

first thing that came to his mind was that he

who knew that he had a vault,

took his phone out of his pocket. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

called Otis's private

the number, his fingers kept trembling, and he just could not get the

the phone tightly with both hands. That way, he could only barely control

a dozen

the phone, and he sounded

"Could you please come to my

to do in your office at all?!" Otis asked irritably. "Oh, God!" Mr. Clark's eyes widened, and the beating of his heart had become

wrong?" Otis noticed

... my

to say a full sentence at all. His body kept

properly.” Otis seemed to be

Mr. Clark's phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "pop" and the screen