You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The night was extraordinarily quiet.

Inside the apartment, it was so quiet that she could even hear her own breath.

The sense of urgency of the unexpected call and the ringing that seemed to never stop made her feel suffocating.

Joyce held out her hand and hesitated for a moment.

What could Otis be doing calling her at this late hour?

Besides, Mr. Clark had just died, and Otis was looking for her at such a time?

“Thump-Thump-Thump!" Her heart seemed to be pounding straight against her chest disorderly.

When the ringing was about to stop, she finally pressed the answer button.

At the very moment, it would be even stranger if she did not answer the phone.

want from me at this late hour?" Joyce had already calmed down when she picked up the phone, her voice was clear and bright, and she sounded just like her usual self. "Ms. Knowles, what took you so long to answer the phone?" Otis’ voice

shower. Mr. Robertson, what do you want?" Joyce said

have got nothing?" Otis smiled

jokes. If there's nothing I'll hang up, I had a full day of meetings

Otis smiled,

frown deepened, and she felt

the design ready yet? Let's meet tomorrow and you can show it to me." Otis paused, "You're coming

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

Karl's repeated advice to her not to get in touch with Otis lately,

she politely refused, "Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry. There's a problem about the details of the design, and I need time to revise it. Let's give it a week, and then I'll show

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Robertson, and the high design fees you pay?"

I won't disturb your rest. I'm hanging up now. Good night,

emphasizing the word "good dreams", and hung up

at the phone and was even

Otis sound so strange? She always felt something was wrong and couldn't tell

this inexplicable