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."

He squeezed some foam onto his hands, rubbing

mirror, he repeatedly reminded himself to control his actions, he had

sat on the sofa, supporting her chin with one

was amiss, it was more suitable to keep Grayson by her side to watch. When she solved the current tricky situation, she must thoroughly investigate Grayson's background, what

to

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 all?" Clint picked up

need too many people, not even the butler is always around," Joyce said. In reality, the house was always on guard, with the butler, maid, cleaning staff, and security all carefully

that I am the first visitor to your house?" Clint

confirmed nor denied, shrugging her shoulders,

advantage of this, drank most of the coffee, then stood up, "The coffee beans have a good taste, rich and lingering. Thank you for your hospitality, I've been late

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

get up. "I won't see you

course." Clint glanced at her protruding belly, "Take care of

"Thank you for

didn't say anything more, he left

as he stepped out of the door, he

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. So, he took the initiative

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

his tone unfriendly, "What are

with the circuit repair, it's

at this time of day, it meant Grayson had

why trouble yourself?" Luther's hands clenched slightly behind his back, "It's just a small favor. If I have disturbed

direct conflict with Luther. With that,