You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2059: The First Time Someone Takes Care of Me

Joyce never expected that Rohomes was currently at the critical moment of power transition. Clint brought her to Rohomes, but what was he planning to do? She had heard before that the succession dispute in Rohomes was intense, and Clint's position as the crown prince was not stable. However, in reality, Clint held the majority of power, and if the emperor were to pass away... if he didn't leave the throne to Clint...

Joyce took a sharp breath.

Clint was cunning and would never give up easily. Rohomes would definitely fall into internal conflict.

No wonder she saw Watanabe repeatedly whispering to Clint today. It turned out that something big had happened in the royal family. Even the media couldn't hide it anymore, as news about the emperor's critical condition leaked out. The situation must have reached a critical point. It was likely that a change would happen in just a few days.

She browsed through some internal network news that she could access, but they were all official statements with nothing new or interesting.

Now, all she could do was try to remember the phone number of Kane's branch company in Rohomes. But the more she rushed, the harder it became for her to recall. She tried several numbers, but none of them were correct.

After a while, Joyce stood up.

It was pointless to continue wasting time like this. She needed to move around and relax herself.

Opening the door, Joyce walked downstairs quickly. When she reached the living room, she found Clint sitting on the sofa, leisurely looking at his phone as if he had nothing to do with the world even if it collapsed.

Hearing Joyce coming downstairs, he looked up. "You came down so quickly?"

"Heh." Joyce sneered. "You blocked all external communication, so I couldn't contact anyone. What can I do? I can only come down and continue wandering around."

"If you have any needs, you can contact me," Clint said casually. "As for others, it doesn't matter if you don't contact them."

Joyce cursed silently in her heart. It didn't matter to him, but it mattered to others.

"Speaking of contact information, I don't even have your contact number now. Give me your number," Joyce handed him her phone. "Enter your number here, and also give me Watanabe's number in case I can't reach you and have urgent matters."

Clint glanced at Joyce again before taking her phone and entering his own number and Watanabe's number. Then he handed it back to Joyce.

"Can I go out? This place seems nice, in the city center. There are various high-end shops within walking distance. If I'm bored, I can go shopping," Joyce sat down opposite Clint.

"Not for now. Maybe later, wait a few more days," Clint picked up the teacup in front of him. Inside the white porcelain cup was green tea, which he sipped lightly.

Wait a few days? Joyce thought to herself. Could it be that he was waiting for the emperor's passing? Waiting for the result of the succession before letting her leave?

Clint seemed to remember something as he took out a small envelope from his pocket and handed it to Joyce. "This is for you."

Curiously, Joyce took it and asked, "What is this?"

"Open it and you'll see," Clint drank another sip of tea.

and found a black credit card inside with

card?" she

can use it however you like," Clint pointed at the credit card. "Surprised? Back when you were in Khebury, you gave me a credit card too." Joyce remained

if he held a

like this. I will treasure the card you gave me forever," Clint smiled faintly with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "You were unknown at that time, penniless. I didn't mean anything else by giving you a job and a place to stay, as well as a card. How could you interpret it as me taking care of you?" Joyce couldn't understand;

gave me a card. How else am I supposed

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the reason why he went

for a credit card? I can't even leave this villa. You won't let me go out but give me a card just to mock me?" Joyce threw the credit card on the table. "I don't need it." "Not

soon?" Joyce tested him. "How long is 'soon'? Clint, I saw the news about the emperor being critically ill. Why are you so calm sitting here? What are

not a secret; since even the media reported it, they did so with my permission." "Why aren't you

Clint's handsome face suddenly turned cold as he involuntarily clenched

wasn't he at the hospital

was there day and

that no

obtain

Rohomes' Palace Hall.

his hand. He felt restless and unconsciously took a sip and then another sip until there

couldn't help but remind him, "Your Highness,

looked at his empty cup; only then did he realize that

down his cup on the coffee table and said dismissively,

Your Highness," Grizela respectfully

feared making mistakes because

an elder in Rohomes' Palace Hall and currently feeling anxious as he paced back and forth in

around? You're making me

I not be anxious? It's already this late; do you still have time for

drinking tea either; he had just come out from his father's place and needed a moment to catch his breath.

wanted him to inherit the throne. But he really didn't want it; all he wanted was to

to contribute something valuable to his father, Reuben managed to bring his mother out of the mental health sanatorium where she had

still had that gentle appearance he remembered from before but with a touch of weariness in her eyes after being isolated from society for such a long time-she became quieter and hardly spoke anymore as if she had grown indifferent towards worldly conflicts-everything no longer mattered to her. Finally taking a breath of relief after all these

often got chances to see her since she stayed by their

But what about afterwards?

him forward due to current circumstances. Hajime supported him-a veteran member of Rohomes' Palace Hall-and most members supported

his mother-who would protect

felt annoyed and tired deep within

days filled with turmoil; there was an impulse inside him wanting nothing more than taking his mother back secretly to Khebury without ever stepping foot into Rohomes again. But he also had responsibilities

between two choices-unable to

due to changing communication methods meant that all contact with Khebury had

after taking away those electromagnetic pulse design drawings-what kind of

any details about

handle everything properly-not letting those drawings leak out-he only