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

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

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

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 want to rest early.”

so?" Otis smiled, his

frown deepened, and she felt Otis

the design ready yet? Let's meet tomorrow and you can show it to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone. And don't bring that guy again. What's her

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

advice to her not to get in touch with

a problem about the details of the design, and I need time

does things with real excellence." Otis was laughing coolly. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on

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

I'm hanging up now.

the word "good dreams", and hung

at the phone and was even

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

sleepy, but this inexplicable phone call