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.

a black credit card

credit card?" she

you like," Clint pointed at the credit card. "Surprised?

held a grudge or remembered

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

and gave me a

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was the reason why he went through so much trouble to kidnap

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."

Clint, I saw the news about the emperor being critically ill. Why are

near; it will happen in these few days. It's not a secret; since even the media

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

at

else was there day and

that no one else be allowed to

only obtain

Rohomes' Palace Hall.

there was no more tea left in his cup. Yet he continued raising his cup as if

help but remind him, "Your Highness, shall I pour some tea for

to reality and looked at his empty cup; only then did he realize that he had been lost

on the coffee table

Your Highness," Grizela respectfully retreated to

feared making mistakes because one wrong step could lead them

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

you stop pacing around? You're making

late; do you still have time for tea?" Hajime

come out from his father's place and needed a moment to catch his breath. Hajime let out a

throne. But he really didn't want it; all he wanted

his

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 years-his only motivation during these turbulent times had been

deathbed now, Reuben often got chances to see

But what about afterwards?

throne himself; however, everything seemed to push him forward due to current circumstances. Hajime supported him-a veteran member of Rohomes' Palace Hall-and most

then there was his mother-who would

felt annoyed and tired

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

two choices-unable to decide which

Rohomes' Palace Hall and hospitals due to changing communication methods meant

were doing recently after taking away those electromagnetic pulse design drawings-what kind of impact did they

any details about those

promised Joyce that he would handle everything properly-not letting those drawings leak out-he