You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 11

Joyce dragged her trolley case, panting as she climbed the hill, looking down at her phone’s location every now and then.

No. 1 Sophora Street.

She didn’t realize that Luther’s house was halfway up the hill, and most importantly, there was no bus that could take her there!

Rich people really do like to live in the mountains.
She was literally walking on two broken legs.
She should have let his driver pick it up.

After quite some hard work, she climbed halfway up the mountain, and finally, she saw the mansion gate, which was surprisingly at the end of the road. Did he just own all the rest of the mountain?

When the big iron door slowly opened, Joyce was dumbfounded.
Inside, boulevards, neat lawns, shaped flowers, and fountain sculptures stretch on and on.

Very far away! An imposing golden European-style building stood on the hillside, shining dazzlingly in the setting sunlight.

Infinity, that’s about it.

Joyce was almost crawling when she finally reached the door of the main house.

panting against the Roman columns in

Joyce could still feel the contempt and disdain in his eyes. She knew she looked a mess now, with her

followed Mr. Arnold into

beyond her imagination – crystal chandeliers more than ten

slowly walked a noblewoman, with a

Mullen glanced at Joyce with disdain, who was wearing white sneakers, an apparently cheap t-shirt, and dragging a worn-out trolley case.

just led her to the house?

are the

how dare brother let this kind of person be my sister-in-law? I

They both lived in the penthouse, one of the busiest places downtown, and tonight they were here all

she knew very well that Shelly had always looked at her

that Shelly would

Joyce was nearing the end of her

ago Joyce was again trusted by Professor Owens to enter the automotive

even get in

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