You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1938: Everything Will Be Considered in the Long Run

"No need, let's just take a stroll. You go eat," Joyce waved her hand, signaling Jude to leave. After Jude left, Joyce and Munin took the elevator upstairs and walked around the office area.

"It's quite large-scaled. I never expected you, being so young, to have achieved so much," Clint praised, "And as a woman, it's rare to see someone like you interested in high technology."

"Hehe, couldn't find any other hobbies. So, I study these things," Joyce casually chuckled. But in reality, she preferred car design. It had been a while since she last worked on it, but she had some ideas itching in her mind. The application of intelligence in cars, including artificial intelligence, was indeed a great idea.

"The police said you're skilled in artificial intelligence. Do you really have no recollection at all?" Joyce asked again.

Clint replied, "I can't remember anything at all. But when I walked in just now and saw the promotional materials on your wall about high-tech security systems, it gave me a sense of familiarity. I think I must be interested."

Joyce shrugged and smiled, "It would be a shame if you had forgotten your extraordinary skills."

Clint didn't mind, "I'll remember eventually."

As they walked, the employees they passed greeted Joyce respectfully.

"Miss Joyce, hello."

"Good morning, Miss Joyce!"

Joyce responded with a gentle smile.

"Your subordinates hold great respect for you," Clint glanced back at a few employees who seemed ordinary. They were probably just grassroots staff. The person who possessed the key technology must be Jude, who had left earlier.

Suddenly, Clint pointed ahead, "Is that your office at the innermost part?"

Joyce nodded, "Yes."

at your office?" Clint's face lit up with anticipation. "If it's inconvenient, then never mind. I know you must have some confidential things that shouldn't

any classified materials. It's all

and never left in the office. So, there

towards her office and

was a large open space with a predominantly feminine decoration. Soft white tones, a snow-white leather sofa with leopard print cushions, a white marble desk, and an

drawing board, making it look more like a design station. It was

encountered many talented individuals, but he had never seen

a young marshal, was a sharpshooter with an accuracy of 0. 01 millimeters. Although he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he had heard

level was truly rare. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

been a dazzling rising star in the

free time, I like to doodle," Joyce

more amazed in

his gaze fell on a

made him unable to resist reaching out and

his fingers touched the metallic sphere, a sudden tingling

whispered,

soon as she

and unfolded its wings, hovering in

startled and instinctively asked, "What

Joyce warned, "This is a sensor

just tried to pull Joyce closer

step back. "Don't

he looked slightly embarrassed. "I-I just don't want you

waved her hand. "It's fine. This metal sphere is meant to protect me. Once triggered, it determines if someone approaching me poses a threat and then it releases

otherwise, she would have fallen into Otis'

admiration but also understanding. "Impressive high-tech stuff. I've

took out a remote control and deactivated the alarm device. At that moment, the metal sphere slowly descended from

to a metal rod inside