You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1951: What to Do with You

Clint sat down in his own office cubicle. It wasn't long before someone brought him the materials for the smart surveillance project. Clint casually flipped through them - for someone who had always enjoyed research since childhood, these things were child's play. When he was young, plagued by a weak heart, he often stayed in the palace, and in his free time, he liked to tinker with technology. Over time, he delved deeper into it, eventually becoming an expert in the field.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of his half-brother, Reuben, who was well-versed in medicine. For Clint, this was a sore point as he always felt Reuben's interest in medicine was a subtle mockery of him. Mocking his frailty from a young age. And now, with the suspension of the heir to the throne selection, Reuben, whom he had never taken seriously before, had become his opponent. It was hard for him to swallow this bitter pill. So he personally came to Khebury, determined to turn the tables.

In the office, Joyce and Jude had a long discussion that lasted until dusk. Jude left Joyce's office before Clint arrived, politely addressing him as "Mr. Mu." "Mr. Mu, how about we have dinner together and chat about technical matters? It's been a while since I found someone I can communicate with." In truth, he wanted to probe how much technical prowess Munin possessed.

Clint politely declined, "No, I need to take Joyce home. She's pregnant and it's time for her to go back. Let's have lunch together another day." Jude hesitated for a moment, and then quickly left. Clint noticed that Jude was holding a black USB drive, presumably containing important information. He glanced at it a few more times, silently making a note in his mind.

Just then, Joyce emerged from the office. Clint walked up to her, saying, "Let's go, we're going home." Joyce, taken aback by his casual tone, felt a bit awkward. It was strange - why did Munin seem so at ease, as if they had known each other for a long time?

The keys are with me," Clint said, shaking the car keys in his hand. "Oh,"

they walked through the lobby, Joyce, lost in thought, missed a step. Clint, sharp-eyed, quickly caught her. The intimate gesture caught the attention of others in the company, who couldn't help but sneak a few more glances. Even though they were puzzled, no one dared to say anything. What was the relationship between this handsome man

brushed off Munin's hand steadying her and said, "I'm not going to fall, you're too cautious. There was no need to help me just now." Clint smiled and said, "It's a critical time now - sail cautiously. I didn't do anything wrong - after all, your child in

into the car, Joyce, with her large belly, had some difficulty fastening the seatbelt. Clint helped her out. "Thank you," Joyce said. Clint's handsome face darkened

your husband?" Clint suddenly felt uneasy and couldn't help asking. Joyce hesitated, what did he mean by that? Naturally, one would be polite to an outsider, who

Joyce frown, Clint quickly covered up, "I was joking, don't take it seriously." Following the

Khebury are easy to recognize, almost all wide and clear, without too many twists and turns. I'll have them all memorized

entering the basement - Luther's latest conceptual car. Joyce was surprised that Luther had returned so early, and she was

time. "Mr. Warner, you're back early today," Clint greeted Luther naturally. Luther frowned but didn't question why Munin was driving and Joyce was in the car. He walked up and naturally

You shouldn't push yourself too hard, leave the work

Munin was a proclamation of authority. Combined with Luther's indifferent look, Clint's face changed slightly as he pocketed the car keys. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website