You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce frowned, knowing that Charlotte would never have any good ideas.

She asked anyway, “What do you mean?"

"Joyce ..." Luther tried to stop, "Don't listen to her. We can find her ourselves! I don't believe we can't find them."

“Yes, you can, you can take your time." Charlotte sneered painfully, "But can you afford to wait? How long are you going to be looking for when Otis is about to take a firm grip on military power? Half a month? A month? By the time you find it, everything will be done."

Luther didn't say a word.

Yes, he and Karl had been searching for days, using all their resources and exhausting all means available. There was really no way to get information from inside the military.

He indeed could not find them, and indeed could not afford to wait. There really wasn't time.

her head and laughed, walking towards

gun in Joyce's

and deliberately let the gun in Joyce's hand

you can only choose one

Luther with a deadly glare, and the admiring love in her eyes had burned into a blazing fire of hatred. “You shoot him, kill him, and

Joyce listened and froze.

all that Charlotte would make such a request. On the one hand, there

other side was

have to choose between

what? You think about it. There's no rush, just take your time." Charlotte's resentful eyes turned to Luther, "I can't have you, and Joyce won't get you either.

die with me!" She laughed maniacally, she

hands up in a graceful pose and spun around in front of them, "Joyce, the Heath family has run out of steam and is in tatters. What can the

She pointed