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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1732
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Chapter 1732: Dashcam

Anderson had been waiting for Joyce, and he had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Joyce return, he quickly rushed into

her arms. "Mommy, you're finally back. | thought you didn't want to cback."

Joyce was taken aback, feeling a sour sensation in her heart. She had been busy lately, and she had indeed neglected Anderson's

feelings, especially since Luther hadn't been hfor a while. Although Anderson didn't say anything, she was sure he must have

been lonely.

And Anderson was so smart; even though she had informed Darrin to greet the kindergarten, Anderson probably overheard

something.

She hugged Anderson tightly and gently stroked him. "Anderson, what are you worried about? Don't think too much. Daddy

definitely has something that's keeping him occupied. He's always thinking of you."

"Yeah, | heard about Daddy and the other woman," Anderson said with a serious expression.

Joyce squinted her eyes; Anderson had indeed found out. "Anderson, is someone spreading rumors at school? Don't believe it. If

there's something important, Mommy will definitely tell you."

"I know, | won't believe them. Who in the world could be better than Mommy? Daddy put in so much effort to earn Mommy's

forgiveness. He wouldn't betray Mommy for anyone else. That reason doesn't hold up." Anderson analyzed the situation on his

own.

Joyce smiled and ruffled Anderson's hair. "Anderson, you have such independent thinking abilities. You're amazing."

Darrin stood beside Joyce, gently looking at Anderson.

It was a great feeling in the Warner family, how they trusted each other. It wasn't like many other families where the slightest

rumor would lead to suspicion and a complete lack of trust. Those days were like living in hell.

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Darrin hoped that he, too, would have a soulmate who would support and trust him, no matter what.

"I'll go prepare a late-night snack," Darrin lightly patted Anderson's shoulder.

"Yeah, Mommy, have you seen that woman? What does she look like?" Anderson asked.

Joyce nodded. "I saw her today. She's beautiful, with delicate features, but also terrifying. Her presence is eerie, and | don't know

how to describe it."

"Didn't you take a picture of her?" Anderson asked.

Joyce shook her head. "I was in a hurry, and | wanted to secretly take a picture of her, but in the end, | didn't manage to. Why do

you ask, Anderson?"

"I suddenly becvery interested," Anderson said with a curious expression.

Just then, Darrin happened to finish arranging the late-night snack and walked over. He overheard their conversation.

Darrin thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps we can capture her appearance. She left through the back door, and | have a car

parked nearby. | removed all her weapons from the car. There's a dashcam installed, which might have recorded something."

Anderson quickly jumped up. "What are we waiting for? Letsee it quickly."

Joyce looked at Anderson suspiciously. Did Anderson have the sdoubts as her? Anderson was too smart!

"Wait, I'll go get it," Darrin said, turning around quickly to look for the dashcam he had mentioned.

Joyce embraced Anderson silently, comforting him without words. Anderson's face was a little pale at the moment, and he must

have recalled the unpleasant memories of his near-death experience. She didn't want to bring it up and could only use actions to

console him.

She didn't want Anderson to suffer even a tiny bit of harm from this.

Mr. Arnold brought the late-night snack.

It was a carefully prepared seafood fried rice, beef steamed dumplings, and mushroom clear soup.

"Mrs. Warner, Anderson, please have some," Mr. Arnold said gratefully, looking at Joyce. Even with the recent incident, Joyce

continued to support the Warner family as she always had. Mr. Arnold was deeply grateful for that.

He had been most worried that the Warner family would fall apart.

After Stephanie left, the house had been devoid of any liveliness for a long time, especially when everyone thought Joyce had

perished at sea. The entire Warner family felt like a quiet, enormous tomb, devoid of any sound, filled with a deathly silence. It was

the darkest period, and he never wanted to experience it again.

Joyce smiled and accepted the late-night snack from Mr. Arnold.

She took a spoonful of soup; it was refreshing and delicious, giving her a comfortable feeling throughout her body.

"You can go about your tasks. Darrin and | have something to take care of," she waved her hand, and Mr. Arnold respectfully

retreated.

In a moment, Darrin brought the dashcam and a laptop.

He placed the items in front of Joyce and Anderson, and after opening them, hestarted going through the footage frby frame.

The dashcam technology had advanced significantly. It could capture colored images both inside and outside the car, providing a

comprehensive view of what had happened.

Anderson leaned in. "lI want to see too."

He took control of the computer from Darrin and started operating it himself.

In just a few moments, he installed a program and divided the computer screen into a 3x3 grid, synchronously playing the footage

captured by the dashcam. This way, the efficiency would be greatly improved.

Darrin couldn't help but be amazed. Although he had heard that Anderson was a computer genius, seeing it firsthand was truly

impressive. Even a small glimpse of his skills was quite remarkable. As someone knowledgeable in hacking himself, Darrin

understood the program Anderson had just set up. He was shocked that Anderson, at such a young age, was already capable of

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doing this. Most children his age couldn't even recognize a few words.

"We found her!" Anderson exclaimed while operating the computer. He pointed at the screen, continuously zooming in on the

captured footage.

"Yes, that's her." Joyce could recognize Athena based on her clothing.

"The facial features aren't very clear, and it's a side view, but I'll try to enhance it," Anderson furrowed his small eyebrows, deep in

concentration.

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