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.

was clear and bright, and she sounded just like her usual self. "Ms. Knowles, what took you

just got out of the shower. Mr.

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

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 want to rest early.” Joyce

so?" Otis smiled,

felt Otis must

you can show it to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone. And

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

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

of the design, and I need time to revise it. Let's give it a week, and then I'll show you

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

how can I live up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and

up now.

an ambiguous voice, emphasizing the

phone

felt something was wrong and couldn't tell what

this inexplicable phone call from Otis made