You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Joyce drove her car all the way to the project site, and when she was at the entrance, she stopped and walked right in, carrying a

handheld rangefinder in her bag. She was here today to re-measure the site.

Just as she got out of the car, she realized something was wrong.

"Boom!" A black Land Rover broke in and braked violently directly behind her car.

Five men then got off from the car and in the lead was the younger Mr. Walsh.

Joyce frowned. Damn, just now she had been too careless.

In fact, she had suspected that the black Land Rover was tailing her, but she kept thinking about what Juanita had said about the

charity party.

The younger Mr. Walsh cforward. He was dressed in a black suit today. He looked gloomy and disheveled. It seemed that he

had aged a lot after only a few days.

He was so busy with the funeral that he didn't close his eyes for days.

Right now, his eyes were covered with horrible blood, and apparently, he was angry.

"Zora, how much you must hate my brother and you would have to do such a thing to him?!"

The younger Mr. Walsh cup with a stern question.

Joyce frowned, "Mr. Walsh, | have heard about what happened to your brother. You should understand that from the beginning to

the end, your brother's death has nothing to do with me."

"Nothing to do with you?" The younger Mr. Walsh laughed maniacally, "If you don't have anything to do with it, why were you at

Hotel Dragon that day?"

"I saw the news and happened to be around before | went over to check it out." Joyce explained that she did see the news before

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"You think I'm going to believe that?" The younger Mr. Walsh stepped even closer, "We cto the Capital and we hadn't offended

anyone. Except for that bit of problem with you, there is nothing else! If not you, who else would it be?"

He held up his hand that was thickly wrapped in gauze, "You ruined my hand, too! And now you dare to say that everything has

nothing to do with you?!"

"Mr. Walsh, you should have checked the surveillance. | didn't even know you were staying at Hotel Dragon, and | had never even

been to Hotel Dragon at the tof the incident. Please tell me, how am | going to kill your brother?!" Joyce waved her hand and

advised, "Mr. Walsh, please calm down. Since the matter has been reported to the police, they will give you an answer, ok? Do not

draw conclusions on your own."

In fact, Joyce was not worried about what the younger Mr. Walsh was going to do to her, but she was worried about the younger Mr.

Walsh himself.

Otis was a madman who had already killed his brother, and there was no guarantee that he would not kill him as well.

At first she just wanted to teach the brothers a lesson, and she never thought of taking their lives.

Right now, she's worried that if the younger Mr. Walsh kept pestering her, Otis might just kill him.

Someone had died, and she did not want another to die because of her.

"The police? The police are just useless! They just closed the case hastily!" The younger Mr. Walsh blurted out, "Bitch, you must

have used stricks! You killed my brother! Today, I'll make sure you pay for it!"

The younger Mr. Walsh would never listen to her now.

Joyce took a step back helplessly.

The four men who were following the younger Mr. Walsh were obviously professional fighters, not those street punks that the older

Mr. Walsh hired at last time.

Although she had practiced karate, it was still difficult for her to fight four people at the stime.

"Go get her! What are you all standing here for?" The younger Mr. Walsh bellowed sternly.

The four fighters behind him immediately rushed towards Joyce waving their fists.

Joyce took two steps back as she bent down to pick up a few rocks from the ground.

As the fighters rushed toward her, she threw the rocks in her hand one after another quickly.

One of the stones hit one of the fighters exactly in his left eye.

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