You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2034: Vanishing Act

The first one to notice something amiss was Luther.

After waiting for about ten minutes, he stood up and said, "Anderson, I'll go check on your mom. How come she hasn't returned yet?"

Kane half-jokingly replied, "Can't bear to be without sight of your wife for ten minutes? She's an adult, not a child."

Luther glared at Kane, "You don't understand. One day, you'll be the same."

Kane pouted, sounding resentful, "I might not have that day."

Luther paused for a moment, sensing the implications Kane was hinting at about Joyce. This guy was persistent. If it weren't for Joyce, he'd kick him as far as he could.

As he was about to retort, Anderson interjected, "Enough, how old are you? Living in games all day, it's no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

"Hey, how can you say that? Anderson, I've been good to you. I played a part in raising you when you were young," Kane protested.

"I know, but don't keep bringing it up." Anderson grew impatient. "Your shells are burnt! Didn't you smell the burning?"

"Ah!" Kane hurried to check the shells, but it was too late. That batch was ruined. He complained, "I was going to save some for sis to eat, now I have to redo them."

He rummaged through the ingredients with a grimace, "Oh no, the shells are gone, what to do? It's all your fault for talking to me."

"Who's talking to who, you didn't pay attention, whose fault is it then? Geez." Anderson made a face. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Kane sighed.

Luther shook his head and chuckled, "Anderson, wait for me here. I'll go check."

he disappeared

villa, along the way, he occasionally saw the security personnel he

a strange feeling crept into his heart, tinged

long. Even if time was wasted, he should have encountered Joyce

Joyce would know the barbecue was waiting for seasoning, and

grew increasingly uneasy, his mind becoming

vacation villa, he immediately called

No response.

called out again, raising his voice,

growing unease, he still comforted himself, imagining that she had simply fallen asleep due to exhaustion. Maybe she was lying in one of the rooms. Luther searched room by

third floor, his composure had started to unravel. He dialed her phone

no sign of her along the

she have

enveloping him, he felt completely lost in the darkness. A sense of emptiness washed

of fear, as if he had suddenly lost

taken

had been so careful, everything was to protect

out of his sight for a short

where could

a walk to settle her stomach. But reason told him that couldn't be. Something had happened. Suddenly, he dashed back to

expression serious, sensing something was amiss. He dropped the barbecue fork

wrong? Where's Joyce? Why didn't she come back with

find Joyce, I haven't seen her, don't know where she went, and she's not answering her phone," Luther snatched Aaron's Bluetooth device hanging from his collar, immediately commanding, "Everyone, listen up. Close all the island exits. No one is allowed

situation, Aaron said, "Mr. Warner, I'll go arrange everything right