You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 469

"You must be overthinking, Mr. Henderson. You know how much Justin valued his family. He will never give up the Henderson family

bank. Even if he starts a new business and enters the venture capital industry, | believe his efforts will be the best addition to the

Henderson family bank in the future. You should believe in his ability and strength; the Henderson Group will only get better and

better." Joyce showed a relieved smile, "You see, he repeatedly convincedto cto see you, isn't that the best way to show

that he cares about you?"

"Is that so?" Garrett's heavy face stretched out for the first tthat night, "So | can die in peace."

"Mr. Henderson, don't say that. Mufron has developed a lot of new drugs, and the special drugs work well. You should know that

Stephanie also suffered from lung cancer. She was killed by someone, but the new Mufron drug she took before actually worked.

Her pleural fluid disappeared, her tumor subsided and her cough reduced. You should not give up and keep trying. | believe there

will be a turnaround." Joyce advised in a soft voice.

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"Thank you for your thoughts. I'll look into it. Joyce, because of the Henderson family, you missed out on the World Shooting

Championships, and | feel guilty about that, and | want to make it up to you. As you know, the Henderson family has always been

involved in the sports world. The shooting championships will be held again next year, and the Henderson family is still the biggest

sponsor." Garrett said, from the suit pocket to take out a small envelope.

He brought it to the table and pushed it in front of Joyce, "Here's my compensation for you."

Joyce was stunned and intuitively thought it was a check.

She didn't even think about it and refused outright, "Sorry, | don't need the money. Thank you for your kindness, uncle."

"Why don't you open it and take a look before you jump to conclusions." Garrett had expected this, and with one hand, he gestured

for Joyce to open the envelope.

Joyce took the envelope with suspicion.

It was a golden envelope, unmarked. She opened it up and in it were two cards.

She took out the cards, and when she saw the stamped gold lettering on it, her beautiful eyes contracted slightly for a few

moments, and her heart rose and fell.

"This is ..."

"This is the individual entry ticket for the next World Shooting Championships. | know you are no longer training with the national

team and cannot participate as a national athlete, but you can compete as an individual. This is what | can do for you, the

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Henderson family will have two spots for individual athletes at every competition. For the next World Shooting Championships, I've

reserved both spots for you, and you can choose to compete in both shooting events. | know you haven't practiced in a long time

and it may be a little late. But you are a rare shooting talent, and | believe you can return to competition. This is the only thing |

can do to you. Derrick kept you out of the finals and missed out on the gold medal, and I'm his father and should be ashamed of

what he did. Please, by all means, accept my apology."

Garrett's eyes were firm and determined, with a point of righteousness.

Joyce's heart was shaken, her lips trembled gently, and only after a long tdid she say, "Yes."

"I know that you now hold 10% of the shares of R&S Group, and the competition may not as much to you as before. But it is still

important to have a stage of your own. While you are still young, | hope to see you reclaim the glory that belongs to you. Don't

have any regrets in this life." He said solemnly, word by word.