You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1690: Robbery

"Haha, your cousin is a prince. You must still be dreaming. What, do you think you're a princess?" Anderson sneered disdainfully,

rolling his eyes.

"I'm not! I'm telling the truth. My cousin is not a prince from our country. I'm not exactly sure which country he's from," Kiki pouted,

looking aggrieved. "My auntie married and moved to a foreign country. I've never met her before, but my mommy mentioned her.

My cousin is back, and he's supposed to stay here for a while."

But Anderson still didn't believe her.

Getting anxious, Kiki stood up and muttered, "My cousin has a female captain with him. She usually calls him "Your Highness." She

tugged on Joyce's arm. "Auntie, you've seen her, remember? Last time, at the department store."

"Oh, yes," Joyce nodded, glancing at Anderson, signaling him to stop.

Upon reflection, it was true that the woman beside Reuben appeared to be quite capable, and her demeanor was extraordinary. A

captain? If she was by Prince Reuben's side, she could only be the captain of the royal guard.

"Auntie, do you believe me?" Kiki becworried and asked Joyce.

Joyce smiled. "I believe you. Many countries still have monarchies, and having princes and princesses is quite normal. Your aunt

being able to marry into the royal family must be happy."

Kiki sat back down, and despite her young age, she sighed. "She probably isn't happy. No one in the family dares to mention my

aunt."

She leaned closer to Joyce's ear. "It seems like my aunt has been kept in a mental institution. | overheard it. Auntie, when they

cto pickup later, you must not mention what | said."

Joyce was taken aback. First, she comforted Kiki, "Don't worry, | won't say anything. Kiki, you shouldn't tell anyone outside about

your family matters. Not even the teachers at the kindergarten. Understand? If we hear something, let's pretend we didn't hear it."

Because Anderson had been kidnapped before, right from the kindergarten gate, she couldn't even trust people close to them.

"Okay, don't worry, Auntie. | won't tell anyone, except for you and Andres. It's okay for you to know," Kiki shook her hand and

smiled sweetly.

Anderson rolled his eyes. "Who said we're on the sside?"

Joyce smiled and shook her head. It seemed like Kiki was clinging to Anderson all the time. Given Anderson's personality, he must

be fed up.

Indeed, after finishing his ice cream, Anderson slammed the box onto the table. "Mommy, can you change my kindergarten?" He

really couldn't take it anymore. He didn't like Kiki and was extremely annoyed.

Joyce said, "..."

Kiki didn't catch on and asked curiously, "Why? Andres, why do you want to change kindergartens? Wherever you go, I'll go too. |

want to go wherever you go."

Anderson said with frustration, scratching his head, "Forget it, Mommy. Pretend | didn't say anything." It seemed like he couldn't

escape from this sticky situation.

At that moment, the door of the ice cream shop was pushed open, and Reuben, with his dazzling silver hair, walked in. He was

dressed casually today, wearing a white baseball jersey and a baseball cap, looking youthful and radiant. Grizela, who usually

accompanied him, wasn't with him this time.

Likewise, Joyce was alone today without Darrin by her side. Darrin had gone out for sbusiness, and Joyce was only picking up

Anderson from school, so she didn't have any personal protection.

When Reuben saw Joyce, a warm smile appeared on his lips. "Hi, we meet again."

Joyce raised her head slightly and smiled.

Kiki stood up and waved her hand. "Cousin, you're here to pickup."

Reuben walked over and sat next to Anderson. "Hmm, no rush. You can eat a little longer. | don't have anything else to do." He

carefully looked at Anderson, confirming that he was indeed a clever and bright little boy, with extraordinary looks that would

surely make him stand out in the future.

Anderson also took a few more glances at Reuben.

He had seen plenty of handsguys, but Reuben had a unique charm. His silver hair and slender phoenix eyes were eye-

catching.

Anderson hummed to himself, feeling that he was slightly better than his father in that aspect.

Joyce looked at Reuben. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Reuben chuckled. "I should be the one treating. Thank you for taking Kiki out for ice cream. What would you liketo drink?"

Joyce pointed to the lemonade in front of her. "I'm good. | already had a drink. | should be leaving soon."

As she spoke, she discreetly assessed Reuben. It turned out that he really was connected to the Rohomes royal family. Not only

was he connected, but he was a prince himself. She had heard that the Rohomes royal family was quite complicated, with palace

intrigues comparable to historical s.

Earlier, Kiki inadvertently mentioned that Reuben's mother, Kempley, had been kept in a mental institution. No wonder there was

no news about her. Mental institutions were delicate places, and maybe there was a genuine illness, or perhaps it was a form of

confinement.

So what exactly happened to Kempley, and why did Reuben cto Pascaylia?

So many people related to Rohomes had appeared in The Capital and Khebury recently. What exactly were their goals?

She fell into deep doubt, feeling a sense of familiarity and danger, as if all these events were revolving around her. That familiar,

dangerous feeling washed over her once again.

She had to stay vigilant.

Subconsciously standing up, she waved to Anderson. "Andres, let's go."

Glancing at Reuben, she said, "Since you're here, I'll be leaving. Kiki, goodbye."

Kiki felt a bit disappointed. "Can't we play a bit longer?" Going home, she had nothing to do. She was forced to practice drawing

every day, and her life was boring and uninteresting.

Anderson also stood up. "I have to go. Uncle, goodbye."

He politely bowed to Reuben.

"l just arrived and you're leaving," Reuben said helplessly, deliberately raising his voice. He could tell that Joyce was already on

guard against him. Why? Had his identity been exposed? Or perhaps Joyce had started investigating him and found sclues?

But it didn't matter. He had no ill intentions towards her.

They were not on opposing sides.

"Hehe," Joyce smiled, nodding, and then held Anderson's hand, preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, there was a commotion outside the door. Something seemed to be happening.

The voices outside grew louder, and it seemed like a lot of people were running back and forth, with speople shouting.

Joyce couldn't help but becmore alert. Even Reuben stood up, looking out towards the door.

Then, there was another commotion.

Suddenly, several masked individuals in black rushed into the shop. Sof them held knives, while others held guns. Their faces

were covered, making it impossible to see their appearance.

As soon as they entered, they yelled, "Don't move! Stay where you are! If anyone moves, I'll shoot them!"

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