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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 559
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The owner of the stall was taken away by law enforcement.

The good show had now ended, and the crowd of people also left one by one. There were still a few people who stayed, but before

long, they also left.

Joyce took the black Lego bear Luther handed her and said, "Thank you."

Shooting required full concentration, and she hadn't noticed before that Luther had cto her side.

After she discovered that the gun had been tampered with, she felt that the owner of the stall was not doing business with

integrity. She wanted to help her colleagues to win the prizes and also taught them a lesson. She didn't expect the stall owner to

get angry and try to hit her when he couldn't get away with it.

Fortunately, Luther stopped it in tand called the market supervision and management department.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stagnant, Juanita wanted to help them a bit, and she said with a bit of exaggeration, "Thanks

to the big boss for doing us justice, and | get the polar bear | want." Then she turned to her male colleagues and said, "Look, we

have these prizes in our hands, and it's not convenient for us to continue shopping, and we have to go to the beach for dinner

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later. Why don't we put the bears in the car together?"

After saying that, she winked towards her male colleagues. At a tlike this, should they now just leave Joyce and the boss some

talone?

The male colleague reacted and hurriedly took the Lego bear from Joyce's hand and pulled the other male colleague, "Go, let's go

back to the car."

After saying that, soon, the three of them flashed out of sight.

Onlookers just now had all left the place, leaving only a few law enforcement officers in the scene to move things.

The surrounding area was empty, and the cool breeze passed through, making it a bit chilly.

Joyce felt a little embarrassed.

"I'll, uh, walk around by myself." She cleared her throat and turned around, ready to leave.

Luther tugged her and handed her a bottle of mineral water, "Wait, walk with me."

"Oh." She couldn't refuse, and silently walked beside him. She opened the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip every now

and then.

The two wandered slowly and leisurely.

It was nearly evening and the setting sun painted the sky with clouds of red. What a beautiful view!

"Let's head straight to the beach, where we'll all meet later, it's about time, so we don’t need to go back later." On the way, Joyce

barely spoke. She pointed in the direction of the beach.

The entire schedule for the automotive project team had been posted in the work group. But Luther didn't know that.

"Good." He responded faintly.

When they got to the beach, the sun was slowly setting, and the sea was dazzling with the sunlight. Not far away, the top of the

mountain was painted fiery red.

They walked on the soft beach, and it was soft as if they were walking in the clouds.

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The setting sun was simply intoxicating.

Joyce found a smooth boulder to sit on, enthralled by the beautiful sunset.

Soon, the sun fell below the horizon, and the once fiery red clouds were again snow white, like the wings of angels. Darkness and

cold wind slowly crept closer and closer.

Luther was also intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. All the way they got here, his mind kept replaying the scene of Joyce holding

an air gun. She definitely had reached the level of a professional, and received formal training. But why would he find the way she

shot so familiar?

Damn, he had just thought too much, and his head started to hurt again.

With his hands on his forehead, he slowly sat down next to Joyce and gritted his teeth to hold back the pain.

Joyce noticed something unusual about him, his face was livid and his lips were white.

Having seen him be like this for so many times, she already knew the cause, "Headache again?"

Luther nodded with difficulty; this tit was more painful than ever.