You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1963: Never Let You Succeed

Upon returning home, the butler inquired, "May I ask what type of coffee you would like?"

Clint replied, "Hand-ground, latte, no sugar."

"I don't want coffee," Joyce hadn't finished yet.

Clint interjected, "Help her brew a cup of reine flower tea. It's good for the body, helpful for improving complexion, beauty, and relaxation."

Joyce lightly furrowed her brows, "I don't have that kind of flower tea at home."

Clint was astonished, "Really? St. Denis Royal exclusive noble flower tea, the grand family of the wealthiest first family doesn't have it?"

Joyce looked at Grayson in doubt once again, "Don't say we don't have it, I haven't even heard of it. But you, you seem to know a lot. It's hard to imagine, a researcher, living with such taste. Sometimes I always wonder, Grayson, what kind of person are you? You really don't seem like an ordinary person."

Clint's handsome face stiffened, habits are truly hard to change. He almost revealed his slip-up again. When one uses royal belongings too often, they tend to slip out without thinking.

He awkwardly smiled, "How could that be? It's impossible, maybe I used to read a lot and know a lot. Although I know about it, I definitely haven't tried it myself, so I'm curious too. If you have it, I'd like to have a taste as well."

He covered it up well and changed the subject, "My hands are still a bit dirty, I accidentally touched some motor oil earlier, can I use the bathroom? I want to wash my hands."

He stood up, looking around, "To avoid dirtying your expensive sofa."

Joyce pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "Of course, you can."

left and arrived at the bathroom, turning on the tap. He squeezed some foam onto his hands,

repeatedly reminded himself to control his actions, he had already revealed his flaws multiple

supporting her chin with one

When she solved the current tricky situation, she must thoroughly investigate Grayson's background, what exactly is his identity?

to the

that moment, the butler brought the coffee, placing it in front of Grayson. At the same time, he prepared a cup of fine green tea for Joyce. Then, the butler respectfully withdrew. "Your house is so big, but with so few people, can you handle

was always on guard, with the butler, maid, cleaning staff, and security all carefully selected and rotating

that I am the first visitor to your house?"

denied, shrugging

of the coffee, then stood up, "The coffee beans have

linger was that he was afraid the longer he stayed, the easier it would be to reveal his flaws. Since the purpose of today was already achieved,

didn't get up.

Clint glanced at her protruding belly, "Take care

you for

didn't say anything more,

out of the

hadn't expected Luther to come back midway, he saw Luther leave in the morning. He pondered in his heart, since he was seen, he couldn't reveal any clues.

eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a faint chill. He had always been wary of Grayson, even though he had people secretly keeping an eye on

eyebrow, his tone unfriendly, "What are you doing

I helped with the circuit repair, it's all fixed now," Clint

of day, it meant Grayson had been

slightly behind his back, "It's

much direct conflict with Luther. With that, he walked