You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1693: Creating Panic

Joyce listened and just smiled, neither denying nor confirming it.

At that moment, a special police officer exclaimed in shock, “It seems to be true! But why would the warlord's generalissimo appear in Khebury? She should be in the Capital.”

The leading special police officer looked at Joyce with suspicion, not daring to admit it, but also not daring to deny it. If she truly was the generalissimo, they couldn't afford to be disrespectful or negligent. Reuben lifted Kiki out from under the table and walked to Joyce's side, saying, "You didn't see wrong. She is the warlord's generalissimo. Just think about it, besides her, who in Pascaylia could have such extraordinary marksmanship?"

He glared at the leading special police officer and said, "Return the generalissimo's personal firearms to her!"

The leading special police officer hesitated.

If they didn't return them, they might face charges.

If they returned them, they might be deemed negligent.

Since Joyce couldn't hide her identity any longer, she took out her identification from her pocket and presented it to the special police officer in front of her, the shining golden seven-pointed star blinding to the eye.

The leading special police officer quickly saluted respectfully, "Generalissimo, I offended earlier."

He quickly signaled to the side.

The other special police officers promptly returned Joyce's gun and spinning dart with both hands.

Joyce didn't refuse and accepted the self-defense items, putting them away by herself.

go to the police station to make a

We can also send someone to your place to record the statement and have you sign it," the leading special police

fine. I'll make the trip. No need to trouble anyone," Joyce

with her,” Reuben leaned over. “I had the

others in the ice cream shop whispered among themselves. "So, it was the generalissimo who happened to be

refused to put down her gun when the little girl was held hostage. She had absolute confidence in her marksmanship. She almost ruined everything. The generalissimo's child is no less

in shame and

little boy, who had been unconscious, had already regained consciousness. She still had weak legs and knelt on the ground,

down. "No need to thank me. My child was also present. It was my

slid down from Reuben's arms at this moment and pounced

scared,” she cried, her body trembling

quickly moved

almost being thrown off the rooftop of a parking lot by that evil woman, his life hanging by a thread. That was true fear. Now, with his mother by his

be scared of! Coward!" Anderson pouted, not

admiring gaze stayed on Anderson. "Your name is Andres?" He had seen the whole process clearly. Although Anderson hid behind Joyce, his young face showed no signs of fear. For a four-year-old child to remain so calm was

Anderson nodded.

the face of danger. You're amazing. You've truly inherited your mother's spirit," Reuben

shrugged and didn't pay any further attention to them. He pushed Kiki away and ran to Joyce's side. "Mommy,

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everything was over, she would have time to comfort Anderson. Anderson shook his head. "I'm not scared with

carsand ambulances had already parked in front of the ice cream