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."

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

of the mirror, he repeatedly reminded himself to control his actions, he had already revealed his flaws

on the sofa, supporting her chin with one hand, lost in

tricky situation, she must thoroughly investigate Grayson's background, what exactly is his identity? And

to

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 it

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neither confirmed nor denied, shrugging her shoulders, "You could say

stood up, "The coffee beans have a good taste, rich and lingering. Thank you for your hospitality, I've been late today,

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

didn't get up. "I won't

Clint glanced at her protruding belly,

"Thank you for your

didn't say anything more, he left

out of the door, he met Luther walking

saw Luther leave in the morning. He pondered in his heart, since he was seen, he couldn't reveal any clues. So, he took the initiative to greet, "Mr. Warner, good

had always been wary of Grayson, even though he had people secretly keeping an eye

raised an eyebrow, his tone

a problem with the intelligent system. I helped with the circuit repair, it's all fixed now,"

knowing that at this time of day, it meant Grayson had

behind his back, "It's just a small favor. If I have

much direct conflict with Luther. With that, he