You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1752: No Entry Allowed

On the other side.

The Warner residence.

Joyce sat on the sofa, lost in thought. Ever since she found a trace of blood on her pillow yesterday morning, she had been restless.

Luther must have cback; judging from the location of the bloodstain, it was most likely bleeding from his ear.

She searched through related information and the more she read, the more alarmed she became.

Only a serious illness could cause such a condition, especially blood-related diseases.

She had deep suspicions in her heart.

In the morning, after Darrin escorted Anderson away, he returned to the Warner residence.

As soon as Joyce saw him return, she quickly asked, "Have you found anything about what | asked you to investigate?"

Darrin handed a USB drive to Joyce. "Done. Aaron's recent activities are all here. Don't worry, I'm a professional at this."

"Good." Joyce pondered over it. Tracking Luther was pointless; if Luther was in danger or being monitored by others, it would only

alert them. The best way to proceed was to focus on Aaron.

In the past, she refrained from intervening out of respect for Luther, believing that he could handle things properly. But now, things

were different. She suspected that Luther was hiding something important from her, something that involved not only Alisha's

safety.

Darrin brought a laptop and opened it. He inserted the USB drive and began searching for the places Aaron had been recently.

However, the driving routes alone did not provide clear insights into what Aaron had done.

Joyce searched carefully, deep in thought. Aaron's routes were strange, often going out at night, and sometimes waiting by the

roadside for a long twith no logical explanation.

"Is Aaron deliberately trying to evade surveillance? It seems like this kind of tactic, what is he really up to?" Darrin furrowed his

brow, shaking his head.

Suddenly, Joyce snapped, "Pause it."

Darrin quickly pressed the pause button.

"Here, go back a bit, a bit more." Joyce took control and manually operated the laptop.

She rewound to a suspicious route. "Look here, Aaron seems to have waited here for a long time. This place is remote, with no

village or stores nearby. What was he doing here? And after waiting for a long time, he drove in a completely different direction

from when he came. Investigate where he went after this."

"Yes," Darrin responded.

Using satellite positioning, he locked the route at that tand began tracing it.

Meanwhile, Mr. Arnold, seeing Joyce and Darrin busy, didn't want to disturb them. He prepared srefreshments, brewed a pot of

fine tea, and brought it to them.

Placing the tea on the coffee table, Mr. Arnold said, "Mrs. Warner, you've been working hard. Have stea and snacks. You're

pregnant, so take care of yourself."

Joyce looked up from the computer, smiling slightly. "Thank you."

Mr. Arnold respectfully withdrew, looking at the diligent mistress of the Warner family with deep satisfaction.

When Stephanie was alive, her sharp eyes could see Joyce's uniqueness at a glance. Joyce was not only the true daughter of a

warlord but also possessed exceptional abilities and extraordinary willpower. Even in the face of the current crisis of the Warner

family, she remained calm and collected.

After Mr. Arnold left, Darrin suddenly paused the computer screen. "We've found it, this is it," he said, pointing to a location on the

map. "The precise address is here!"

"Quickly zoom in on this address using satellite positioning and see exactly where it is," Joyce suddenly felt nervous and her brow

twitched. She had an inexplicable premonition that things were becoming more complicated.

"Okay." In just a minute, Darrin locked onto the location. He read the information, "Biochemical Institute, under the R&S Group. |

looked it up, and it's mainly involved in the cultivation of microorganisms, such as beer yeast. It seems that Aaron didn't go to any

strange places."

"Biochemical Institute?" Joyce thought for a moment. "That's right, the R&S Group controls nearly 80% of the country's alcohol

production and sales. It's not surprising to have a research institute specifically for cultivating microorganisms. What's strange is

the odd timing of Aaron's visits."

She suddenly stood up. "l don't believe it's that simple. | once heard Luther mention it in a phone call. The group has laboratories

with special functions that differ from their public claims. They conduct secret experiments that they don't want outsiders to know

about. Aaron always goes there at night, so it can't be for business."

"Darrin, we need to find out what's really going on," Joyce said with determination. "Trace the location and find out where he went

after that."

"Understood, Mrs. Warner," Darrin immediately complied, and together they continued their investigation.

Mr. Arnold watched as Joyce and Darrin worked diligently and didn't want to disturb them. He prepared stea and snacks,

hoping to provide srefreshment for the pregnant Joyce. He placed the tray on the coffee table and said, "Mrs. Warner, you've

been working hard. Have stea and snacks. Take care of yourself, especially since you're pregnant.”

Joyce looked up from her work and smiled gratefully. "Thank you."

Mr. Arnold respectfully left the room, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction as he observed the diligent and capable mistress of the

Warner family. He admired Joyce's exceptional qualities and abilities, which were evident even in times of crisis. Mr. Arnold had

high hopes for Joyce and believed she was capable of bringing stability to the Warner family.

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