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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 37
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Martha felt like she was a complete failure. She can not drive Joyce away while there was another

Charlotte.

She can’t afford to mess with the Heath family.

If the Warner family can easily make people go bankrupt, then the Heath family can make people

disappear from the earth in minutes.

She left in a huff.

Charlotte gestured to the two orderlies, “You can go back.”

“Yes, the general has ordered us to pick you up on time in the afternoon.” The two orderlies saluted ac

“Good.” Charlotte smiled and nodded.

Since they found their daughter, the Heath family has purchased a mansion in Khebury, a quiet place in

the center of town. The father, General Ralph, was on military duty in the Capital. The grandfather,

Commander-in-Chief Rodney, was ald enough to stay in Khebury with Cecelia to enjoy her family life.

After the military vehicle drove away, Charlotte, still holding Joyce, asked with concern, “Are you all

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right?”

She appeared to be defending Joyce and repelling Martha, but in fact she had her own agenda. People

coming and going in front of R&S headquarters, she took the opportunity to make it public that she and

Luther were engaged. Her second goal was to make Luther feel that she was defending Joyce, and

had close relationship with Joyce. That would make him feel better about himself. Two birds with one

stone.

Why not go ahead with it?

Joyce shook her head, and felt thankful, “It’s okay, she can’t hurt me.”

Charlotte called softly to Luther again, “Luther?”

Luther turned his head to look at her.

“Luther, you’re not mad at me for saying that just now, are you?” Charlotte asked cautiously, with her

eyes wide open and sense of pity.

Luther’s dark eyes were as unfathomable as the ocean, making it impossible to see what he was

thinking.

He said with no expression, “It’s okay, you go in first.” When Charlotte saw that Luther was not

displeased, she was really delightful.

She took Joyce’s arm and said affectionately, “Come on, let’s go in together. What a coincidence, we

can intern together.” With the R&S’s pass Luther had given her earlier, she can easily enter the project

team.

Joyce didn’t really like holding arms with someone, but she was too embarrassed to say no. Charlotte

took the initiative to show her affection, and she had no reason to reject it.

Although growing up together in the orphanage, she didn’t seem that close to Charlotte either.

Maybe, they just had the two different personalities.

Behind them.

Luther gazed at Charlotte’s back, and he did not expect she would stand up for Joyce.

Although she used the excuse of an existing marriage contract with him in a hurry, what she said was

also the truth. There was nothing wrong.

The fact that Charlotte was the daughter of the Heath family was something he has difficulty in

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accepting and digesting. It was hard to imagine that she, who looked weak and gentle, was a general’s

daughter?

It always felt like there was a mismatch somewhere.

If Charlotte’s soft and compassionate look was inherited from Cecelia?

It was also clearly not true. Although Cecelia looked like a gentle and virtuous woman, she was a little-

known sniper who was known for killing terrorist leaders from 800 meters away.

Only later, because of the loss of his daughter, she was too sad and thus retired from it.

Speaking of sniping, Luther suddenly remembered at that night Joyce handsomely shot the chasers.

That stance was in his mind over and over again replayed, lingering.

He had to admit that he was blown away.

Wasn’t a beautiful, sexy, dangerous and deadly woman just like a deadly poison? Joyce was more of a

general’s daughter than Charlotte.

She had more of that kind of demeanor.

Only unfortunately, it was not.

Luther’s mind drifted away, damn it, what was he thinking. How could he associate Joyce with the

Heath family.

He must be demonically insane.