You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"So, at first Rodney had actually suspected Charlotte ... But why? Did he..." Karl looked at Luther with confused eyes as if he had remembered something.

"The old Mr. Heath was killed exactly that day when he fell down the stairs of his house, as you can imagine. And we still have no idea what happened back then.” Luther said, his eyes flashed a stern look. "Rodney didn't fall to his death by himself at all.” Karl narrowed his eyes, and countless cold light refracted from his eyes, "I suspected Rodney was murdered back then, but I never have enough evidence so I was unable to intervene in the internal affairs of the military.”

He paused, “I remember very clearly the wound on the back of Rodney's head. Clearly he fell backwards and was pushed down the stairs.”

could find his own granddaughter. Goddamn it. Rodney had been on the battlefield all his life. He must have been caught

some means to avoid surveillance and eliminate her traces from the scene. That's why she could get away with it. Damn, she has got away with it

take Joyce's place and pretended that she had saved me, but to my surprise, she even pretended to be the lost daughter of the Heath family. Damn it, she used her status and connections and even used Ricky who worked for her. She did all her evil deeds and killed so many people.” Luther's eyes were burning with fire, “I will make her life worse than death.” Karl said, "I've always thought Joyce was a beautiful girl with a great temperament and should have from a big family. It's no wonder that she is the Heath family's daughter, with an innate talent for shooting inherited from the Heath family and the

Heath family, Otis is just a nobody. Where the hell did he get Joyce? Damn it!" Luther paced back and forth impatiently, "And what

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abruptly rounded, "Hell, after all

presume at this point he's not a