You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1705: Self-Proof

At this moment, the butler of the Ballard family knocked on the door and entered.

Following Christian's previous instructions, he brought a fine Rain before Dragon Well tea.

The butler placed the tea in front of Joyce and respectfully stepped back.

Just as Joyce was about to pick up the tea, Darrin suddenly stopped him, "General, please wait."

Before Joyce could speak, Darrin took a step forward, took out a thin needle, and pierced it into the tea, testing it before saying, "General, it's safe.”

Christian narrowed his long phoenix eyes, revealing dissatisfaction, "Are you worried about being poisoned in my house? Joyce, do you consider me an outsider?"

Before Joyce could respond, Darrin replied directly, "Mr. Ballard, it has nothing to do with the General. It is my duty, please understand.” Now, he wouldn't trust anyone, even if Christian had no ill intentions, he couldn't guarantee that someone among Christian's subordinates wouldn't cause trouble. Once bitten, twice shy, he couldn't allow himself to make mistakes again.

Joyce glanced at Darrin and whispered, “You're being too nervous. Mr. Ballard has been kind to me."

Darrin nodded and stepped back behind Joyce.

Christian didn't mind any further and said to Joyce, “Well, having someone so attentive by your side ensures your safety.”

tea in front of her, and took a gentle sip. "To get back on track, you mentioned

and she showed no

even stayed at my seaside villa for a while. It was during that time that Luther met my sister. My sister is very innocent and kind. She is polite to everyone she

Christian mentioned the past, his expression became nostalgic, as if he was immersed in beautiful

his longing expression, Joyce sensed

Christian seemed to have a different kind of affection for

honest, although Christian often spoke to her in a non-serious manner, half flirting and half ambiguous, she never felt

the conflict between Christian and Luther,

Christian liked his sister.

what your sister's

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that their names were inspired by mythology. Christian was named after

first, but in the following years, whenever Luther came to my house, Athena would always be present. At first, I didn't notice anything unusual and thought

I discovered Luther's jacket in Athena's room, and I got very angry. I threw away the jacket on the spot and questioned Athena if they had done anything inappropriate, after all, Athena was only sixteen at the time, she was still underage." When Joyce heard this, she paused with the tea in her hand. Ripples formed in the bright green liquid in the

want to judge; she just wanted to hear the whole

years, Luther's visits became less frequent, only once or twice a year. And I always found

the story was finally reaching its climax. She held her

get up, I could see traces of tears in her eyes. She even attempted self-harm by cutting her wrists, but I discovered it in time and stopped her. I knew she was deeply trapped, and I wanted to send her abroad to study. However, Athena begged me tearfully for one request before going overseas. She said she wanted to