You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Why didn't Mr. Henderson answer my calls in the early morning?" Joyce questioned.

"Why should I answer them?" Justin asked coldly in return.

"Why is Mr. Henderson answering now?" Joyce's tone wasn't too friendly either.

"Ms. Knowles, if you don't have anything important to do, I can hang up anytime." Justin grunted. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Wait." Joyce believed that today's Justin was cold-hearted enough to do that.

It was clear enough from his determination not to answer her calls in the early hours of the morning.

He had changed. He only cared about the people he cared about, and only cared about the things he cared about. He was so caught up in his revenge that he couldn't help himself.

That mild gentleman was gone.

billion for Otis? Do you know what he needs that

what they need the money

can't pay it back?" Joyce

billion either.” Justin's tone was emotionless, as if the

That was indeed the way those bankers talked. She changed the way, "Mr. Henderson, I know you do not care about money, 300 million for charity, and 3 billion investment in Otis, they are not the same thing at all. Have you thought about it that you might hurting someone with the

seemed to be silent for a

Knowles has cared about other people.”

Joyce asked

more about your own business and mind our business less. Since you have no further business, I'll hang

"Justin..."

suddenly called out the

financial support again, and Justin would be an inexhaustible vault of cash. She couldn't watch him make

of the phone, Justin froze for a long time and asked in a daze. It had

deep breath and just wanted to confess