You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 129

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At this moment, Martha was actually standing under the booth.

She was wearing the latest Dior red dress of her own, looking at Joyce, who was on the stand at the moment. Her entire face was

distorted, full of embarrassment, and the flof jealousy almost burned her out. Obviously, she should be the one standing on

the stand, enjoying everyone's envy and jealousy. Obviously, it was a custom-made dress for her, but at the moment it was on

Joyce.

It's her own fault that she didn't bother to open the email for the day they had sent her, and she insisted on wearing the clothes

she brought without even giving a glance at the custom-made dress. It was also her own fault that she looked down upon everyone

in the dressing room and turned off her cell phone on purpose so that they could not find her.

The idea was that she would make a grand show up when they were at their wits’ end.

Who knew they would let Joyce replace her.

Since she was a child, she had been in the limelight, and her parents had raised her with everything they had, and whatever she

wanted, they would immediately deliver to her. The fact that there was nothing she could not get except for Luther was exactly

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why she was relentlessly pestering him.

Martha was really angry at this moment.

She felt suffocating.

She never thought that even a top model as she was would be replaced by someone else one day. Feeling that the stage was taken

away from her, feeling that she was no longer important, she seemed to be overwhelmed by a deep sense of loss welling up in her

heart. Her hatred for Joyce was even more extreme.

She stood under the booth, in a fiery red floor-length gown, like a joke, sarcastically.

Luther sprinted up to the booth.

Joyce was smiling at the camera as she held out a hand in gesture.

A reporter next to her waved a hand at her and shouted, "Miss Joyce, please look this way."

Joyce heard the reporter and tilted her head and looked over with her crystal beautiful eyes. She looked at the flashing red dot next

to the camera, and her fiery lips blossomed with a smile as sweet as a spring breeze. And the reporter almost froze there.

However, the next moment.

She was then pulled into a warm embrace.

At the stime, an almost violent voice exploded in her ears.

"What are you doing here?!"

Joyce couldn't help but cover her ears and close one eye. Her eardrums felt like they were going to be shattered by his roar.

"I..." She was having a hard texplaining the situation.

Well, it was she who crossed the line. She bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound. After a while, she sneaked a glance at him,

his face iron blue, anger unconcealed, black eyes burning fire as if they were to devour her.

Her whole body shuddered involuntarily.

Not so much, it's not an unforgivable sin. She was just kind enough to help, why was he so angry?

Moreover, even if they wanted to scold her, they could at least wait until the end of the exhibition. What's wrong with him rushing

up to scold her in public now? Tomorrow, the news reports will probably be a mess.

What's wrong with him? Not even caring about the company's image.

Luther took off his suit jacket and fiercely covered her, with one arm firmly anchoring her, and under the astonished and

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uncomprehending eyes of the crowd, forcibly took her down to the booth.

Joyce was puzzled, why was the suit for? The dress she was wearing wasn't revealing any part of her body? And it wasn't cold.

But looking at the furious man, she could not ask.

Quickly stepping down the steps, Luther glared hard at Martha, who was standing at a loss at the bottom of the stage, and

bellowed coldly, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you go up?"

Martha didn't react for a moment, and when she did, she was pushed by Luther and pushed into the booth, "Do your job."

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