You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She frowned and pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the phone, a unexpected female voice came through.

Although the voice was with a hint of abnormal hoarseness, she recognized at first that it was Charlotte's voice!

Charlotte sneered, "Zora? Hello, are you surprised that I would call you?"

Joyce's eyes suddenly went cold, "What do you want?"

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After saying that, Charlotte did not wait for Joyce to make any reaction, and directly hang up the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Joyce frowned and shouted into the phone. "Duh-duh-duh.”

empty tone. Joyce took a deep breath, unable to digest

Pascaylia, a notorious

than a decade, the surrounding overgrown, and usually no

her to

that Charlotte even threatened her with Cecelia's safety? Did Charlotte already know everything, and wasn't Cecelia in a coma? And

about the truth, Zora was not half related

threat for someone she

everything. Joyce closed her eyes firmly. She had to

what kind of hole Charlotte had dug for her, she had to go. For the sake of Cecelia, no matter what it was that was waiting for

walked down the street, her mind cleared by the constant raging of

cell

up the phone, "Hey, busy girl, you finally have time to

composed, and serious, "You help me pick up Anderson today. I've just left a message for the teacher. Tomorrow and the weekend after, you take Anderson out for two days." "Really." Juanita was extra excited, "I can really take Anderson out? Thank you! Joyce, you have confessed your identity to Luther? Or did he confess to you of his own accord? Or did

“Not really.” Joyce denied.