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.

and laughed, walking

gun in Joyce's hand and kept

let the gun in Joyce's hand hit directly

love, you

her eyes had burned into a blazing fire of hatred. “You shoot him, kill him,

Joyce listened and froze.

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

the other side was Luther, Anderson's

to choose between

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

want you to die! I want you to die with me!" She laughed maniacally, she had no way to live anyway, and she was only willing to let Luther die

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 Heath family do to turn around after being taken over by Otis? I don't care.”

She pointed at Luther,