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.

to open his

"Click, click."

he expected, and no smell of

pistol didn't even shoot

his eyes in confusion and looked repeatedly at the gun in his hand, "How is

did not fire the gun,

was just such

rushed forward, snatched Joyce's pistol from Tommy, and

to hell, you

could not recognize the fierce Charlotte in front of

stared angrily at the gun in her hand. Why couldn't she shoot the bullets?

it, she wanted

with amusement. At the

first lift a foot with

at the same time, who then

turned her wrist nimbly, and the next second, the

pushed back a few steps

was shocked. When did Joyce even learn this? The Joyce she knew could not fight at