You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1711: Sure Enough, Concrete Evidence Joyce rubbed her sleepy eyes. She glanced at the sleeping Anderson, lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and quietly made her way to the living room.

"Oh, you called me in the middle of the night just for this?" she asked calmly.

Kane's voice sounded even more urgent on the phone. "Sis, you sound so calm. Do you already know? Could it be that the reports are true? How is that possible? You've only returned to Khebury recently, and Mr. Warner is already having an affair?"

Joyce turned on the corner lamp in the living room and sat on the couch. “I don't know. I just heard it from you."

"Where is Mr. Warner? Don't you want to ask him? Is he with you? Wake him up and ask him. If it's a misunderstanding, clarify it early on. Don't let the news break tomorrow morning,” Kane urged anxiously. "He's not at home; he hasn't come back these past few days," Joyce pondered for a moment. "What do the reports specifically say? Have you seen the so-called concrete evidence?"

Kane quickly replied, “I haven't seen the articles or the evidence. But they say it's solid and believable. Sis, the news is too big, and I don't have the power to suppress it entirely. I can control the media controlled by the Zuo family, but the source of this news isn't on my side. If Mr. Warner were to personally address it, maybe the news could be suppressed. That's why I called you urgently. It's three in the morning, but there's still time."

Pausing for a moment, he cautiously probed, "What... what do you think? Why hasn't Mr. Warner come back these past few days? I know I shouldn't ask, but I'm really worried about you. I can hardly believe it." "Heh heh. If you can't believe it, then don't. Don't worry, there's nothing for you to be concerned about,” Joyce poured herself a glass of water. "There's no need to suppress the news. Let the media expose it. Tomorrow, I'll see how the gossip magazines write about it."

"Ah! Sis, what exactly are you thinking?" Kane expressed his confusion.

"Kane, in any case, you don't need to worry about this matter. I have my own plans. Trust me; I will handle it," Joyce looked at the time and said, "It's too late now. I'll go back to sleep for a while, and you should rest as well. Pretend you don't know about this.”

"Alright," Kane's voice sounded conflicted. "Sis, are you really okay with this? Do you know something?"

from JK Intelligence or my parents asks you about this matter, tell them that we're aware of

understand,” Kane sighed on

up if there's

of yourself,” Kane gave one final reminder. "If you encounter any difficulties, let me know. I'll do my best to

she placed her phone aside and leaned against the couch, crossing her arms. Her expression was hidden in the

again. Luther hadn't contacted her, disappearing without a trace. Quietly sipping her tea, she breathed evenly, her emotions undisturbed. She sat for

up

to cover him, lying down and hugging him as they continued to sleep.

so long had finally been exposed,

knocking

we need you to get up,” Darrin's

a. m., and it was about time to getup. He nudged Joyce, who was still asleep. "Mummy, Uncle Darrin is calling you." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

held Anderson and got out of bed. After getting

outside. Joyce handed Anderson over to Mr. Arnold and instructed him, “Anderson, go have breakfast with Mr. Arnold and then go

Anderson nodded obediently. "Okay."

must have happened; otherwise, Uncle Darrin wouldn't have come to knock on Mummy's door so early in the morning. That had never happened before. But after going

thing at a time, he trusted Mummy and