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?"

him too. Kane, I have a favor to ask. If anyone from JK Intelligence or my parents asks you about this matter, tell them that we're

understand,” Kane sighed on the

there's nothing

take care of yourself,” Kane gave one final reminder. "If you encounter any difficulties, let me know. I'll do my best to help you." “I know. Look at you, so young and already

the couch, crossing her arms. Her expression was hidden in the dimness, making it difficult to discern. She didn't know what she was thinking,

up again. Luther hadn't contacted her, disappearing without a

up and

to slip off. She reached out to cover him, lying down and hugging him as they continued to sleep. Surprisingly, she slept soundly throughout the night without waking

was as if all the worries that had lingered for so

until the urgent knocking on

up. Sorry for the disturbance, but we need you to get up,” Darrin's anxious voice came from

to getup. He nudged Joyce, who was still asleep. "Mummy, Uncle Darrin

Anderson and got out of bed. After getting up, she replied, "I

to Mr. Arnold and instructed him, “Anderson, go have breakfast with Mr. Arnold and

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

time, he trusted Mummy and Daddy