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.

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

just got out of the shower. Mr. Robertson, what do you want?" Joyce

got nothing?" Otis smiled wickedly, "I missed you before

Robertson don't make jokes. If there's nothing I'll hang up, I had a full day of meetings today and arrived home late. I'm already tired and

that so?" Otis smiled,

frown deepened, and she felt Otis

and you can show it to me." Otis

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

advice to her not to get in touch with

politely refused, "Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry. There's a problem about the details of the design, and I need time

with real excellence." Otis was laughing coolly. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

live up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and

rest. I'm hanging up now. Good night, and

voice, emphasizing the word "good

looked at the phone and was

strange? She always felt something was wrong and couldn't

quite sleepy, but this inexplicable phone call