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.

Charlotte threw back her head and laughed, walking towards Joyce

gun in Joyce's hand

head out and deliberately let the gun in Joyce's

and love, you can only choose one of

and the admiring love in her eyes had burned into a blazing fire of hatred. “You shoot him, kill him, and I'll tell you where Cecelia

Joyce listened and froze.

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

side

to choose between the

just take your time." Charlotte's resentful eyes turned to Luther, "I can't have you, and Joyce won't get you either. No one

want you to die with me!" She laughed maniacally, she had no way to live anyway, and she

can the Heath family do to turn around after being taken over by Otis?

kill him." She pointed at Luther, baiting