You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Tommy had the gun in his hand, but his hand kept shaking.

Although Miss Charlotte had ordered him, he had never killed anyone before, let alone a woman.

His hand kept shaking, and he could barely hold the pistol and had to use his left hand to force his shaking right wrist.

“Tommy, what are you waiting for? Shoot her. She is the one who encouraged Otis to usurp power and plot against my mother, and she is the one who caused my mother to be unconscious."

Charlotte roared, her voice hoarse.

"Yes, Miss Charlotte!" Tommy answered through clenched teeth.

He was scared inside and clearly felt that his lips had lost their temperature and were only cold.

On the contrary, Joyce, who was under the gun, was very calm. Above the face of absolute beauty, there was only calmness.

It was as if what was pointing at her temple at the moment was not a pistol at all.

"Shoot! Shoot! Aevenge Cecelia, quick!" Charlotte kept urging, kept goading, "Kill her, Kill her!"

Charlotte's voice seemed like a magic spell around Tommy's ears. He gave up, closed his eyes fiercely, determined, and pulled the trigger hard.

didn't even dare to open his eyes

"Click, click."

was no "bang" as he expected, and no smell

pistol didn't even

gun in his

fire the gun, she could

was just

pistol from

hell, go to hell, you go to

recognize the fierce Charlotte in front of him, Was this ever the gentle Miss Charlotte

in her hand. Why couldn't she shoot the bullets? Why?

it, she

the moment, Charlotte was like

stroke out, her soft body cutting through the air in a harsh arc. She first lift a foot with a perfect flying spin, and then a vicious downward slash, hitting

same time, who then had to release the gun in

and the next second, the

a few

did Joyce even learn this? The