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.

what do you 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

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

got nothing?" Otis smiled

a full day of meetings today and

so?" Otis smiled, his meaning

felt

to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone.

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

advice to her not to get in touch with Otis lately,

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otherwise how can I live up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and the high design fees you pay?" Joyce said politely in

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

said in an ambiguous voice, emphasizing the word "good dreams", and hung up

at the phone

felt

inexplicable phone call from Otis made