You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1959 Being Dismissed

"I will get off the car and have a word with Mr. Baldwin," Luther nodded gently towards Cecelia, then opened the car door and

stepped out.

Mr. Baldwin stood on the left, checking the signature page. "Mr. Warner, the will is in order. The notarization process has been

applied for as per your instructions. Do you have any other orders?"

Luther pointed to the documents, "My mother and sister, | have left them enough money and shares of profits, but they cannot

participate in management. Please keep this special agreement safe. It must not be known by anyone. The Warner family has

srelatives overseas with scattered shares as well. If combined, it could also harm the group. So it is crucial to ensure that

Joyce's control remains concentrated, this is of utmost importance."

Mr. Baldwin nodded, "Rest assured, Mr. Warner. This is the most basic professional ethics for a lawyer. | will surely keep your

secret."

Luther nodded, "Good, you may go now, | have nothing else to instruct."

"Yes, Mr. Warner." Mr. Baldwin adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, bowed slightly, and then turned to leave.

Luther sat back in the car, closing the door. "Alright, Mom, now we can go shopping."

As Luther got off the car, Cecelia glanced briefly at the contents of the will, feeling emotional. "Luther, you have thought of

everything thoroughly. All considerations have been made. | am comforted to have a son-in-law like you."

Luther smiled faintly, "It's the least | can do. | owe Joyce too much, unresolved from the past. Now | cannot provide her with any

assurance. This is the only thing | can do for her."

"Please don't say that, | know you were poisoned because of Joyce, you protected her, risking your life to save her."

Cecelia's voice choked, "The past is not worth mentioning. If | bring up the past, my guilt is even greater. My own daughter was

right in front of me, yet | couldn't recognize her. Mistaking a thief for a daughter, inviting trouble into the house. That's how all the

subsequent events unfolded, leading to misunderstandings and separations between you. | was the instigator of all this. Even now,

| still blmyself. When | see you, poisoned, | feel ashamed. The secret laboratory of the warlords, it waswho established it

and should have closed it long ago. It was my indecision that left hidden dangers, how can | face you? Now, | still believe that

everything can turn around. The heavens will not be cruel to you. Just as after twenty-plus years of hardship, | could finally reunite

with you all. You will be fine, don't give up easily."

Luther paused, "Mom, | have not given up. Everything | have done is just in case. If that day truly comes, | can face it calmly. The

only thing | worry about is Joyce and the children. | fear she may be unable to move on due to self-blame. Her recent emotional

lows, you must have noticed too."

Cecelia frowned, "Yes, | know."

"If..." Luther didn't finish his sentence, "I hope you can accompany her through the toughest times."

"Don't worry, | will never leave her side."

Cecelia promised, "I will always be her strongest support.”

Luther nodded, finally feeling at ease.

He leaned back on the seat, his vision slightly blurry. He hadn't been driving for the past two days.

Cecelia pulled up in front of a top-notch fresh food store.

Luther followed her inside.

Cecelia carefully selected a few things, not too many. In fact, going out to buy things was a pretense, the real purpose was to avoid

talking to Luther about Joyce. She marveled at Luther's thorough arrangements, while also feeling heartbroken about his life-

threatening poisoning. At home, she was cautious around Joyce, not daring to show her concerns. Only by going out and clearing

her mind at this moment could she find srelief.

Luther took the bag from Cecelia's hands, "Mom, lettake care of this."

Cecelia nodded.

Before leaving, Luther paid at the checkout.

Cecelia's phone rang, a special ringtone from her bag, causing her to frown.

Luther was sharp, "What is it? Is something wrong?"

Cecelia took out her phone from her bag, "This is not my usual number. This is a special call, only the warlords contactin

urgent situations. They haven't reached out torecently."

She quickly answered the call.

The caller was Qin Jian.

As Cecelia listened, her face grew tense, her expression becoming more serious.

After the call, she turned to Luther and said, "There is a situation at the Capital, just received intelligence. Rohomes has unusual

movements, there has been a conflict at the border between the two countries. Furthermore, it has been detected that some

Rohomes intelligence officers have infiltrated the Capital through special means. Their intentions are currently unknown."

Luther frowned after hearing this, "How could this happen? The two countries have been quiet for a while. Athena is gone, and the

Rohomes royal election has been postponed, it should be a peaceful time."

"| find it strange too. But we cannot be careless," Cecelia looked worriedly at Luther.

"Your father is currently not in the country, and no one in the Capital can take charge. With such a situation arising, | might have to

go back, it could be three to five days, at most a week. But here, | am also concerned."

Luther hurriedly said, "It's alright. Joyce's delivery date is still a while away. Even if it's a week, it will be fine. There's no problem,

you go back to the Capital to handle the warlords’ affairs."

Luther reassured her, since Xia Zhenting was not in the Capital, Cecelia should focus on national matters.

Cecelia hesitated, "Letthink about it again. Unless absolutely necessary, | will not leave. Let's go, it's tto go home. Alisha

might have woken up, it's a good tto prepare ssnacks for her."

Luther didn't say anything more.

The two returned home.

Indeed, Alisha had already woken up. Seeing Luther return, she immediately rushed into his arms.

"Daddy, Grandma, you're finally back. Please play with me, Mommy and brother are ignoring me."

Luther squatted down, picking up Alisha, "Why aren't they playing with you?"

"lI don't know, they are both in the study playing with the computer. They won't letsee. I'm so bored, I've been awake for a

while now."

Alisha pouted cutely.

Cecelia smiled, "Alright, Grandma will play a card gwith you? But you have to wait a while first, letprepare spudding

for you as a snack. How does that sound?"

"Yay!" Alisha happily clapped her hands.

But Luther, a hint of doubt flashed across his forehead. Joyce and Anderson? The two of them have been in front of the computer in

the study, what could they be doing?

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