You Hit My Heart

You Hit My Heart By Kylie Stanford Chapter 27

Chapter 27

At that moment, some more curious people gathered around. The more they gathered, the morepeople wanted to know their relationship.Joyce said it slowly and clearly, word by word.“I’m, Luther,Grandma’s ……” she deliberately paused again, making a cliffhanger, “nurse!”When Luther saw Joycesurrounded by people, he approached her with a frown and tried to take her away.He didn’t expect tohear Joyce’s shocking words when he first came over.Grandma’s nurse!“puff” He was holding back tonot to laugh but failed. The champagne in his hand shook, spilling some on the back of hishand.Grandma’s nanny. That was what Joyce thought.Martha could never have dreamed of such aresponse.It was clear that Joyce has lowered herself to a low profile, but she felt like a defeatedpeacock.Did the nanny wear clothes that money can’t buy?She had the feeling that she wanted to fight,but did it in a wrong way. Obviously, she wanted to sarcastically insult the woman in front of her, butcouldn’t find a proper way to do so.There was a kind of low profile that was greater than a highone.Luther has never show the outburst before. Because of her, his champagne was spilled.Martha,who was sharp-eyed and trying to deflect the embarrassment, immediately went over to her and said ina delicate voice, “Luther, let me help you.” She took out a handkerchief and got close to him.Thestrong, pungent smell of perfume was something Luther would have liked to avoid.Joyce, however,pushed Luther at her convenience.Coincidentally, the entire glass of champagne in Luther’s hand waspoured on Martha’s chest.Spectacular! It was like, from the valley slowly flowing down the stream, allthe way to the bottom of the skirt.“Ah” With a scream, Martha took a step backward and her smilefroze. She was embarrassed at the moment, holding her handkerchief. “You might wipe yourself first.”Joyce suggested it with calm and collected face.Martha couldn’t say a word. Her expression twisted.She knew it was Joyce who did this to her, but after all, it was Luther who poured the wine on her. shecouldn’t even complain but clench her teeth and hold back, “Sorry, excuse me.”Martha turned back andrushed to the dressing room. Damn it. Her image was all ruined by that woman!Now, at last, thebanquet was quite a little bit.Joyce smiled at Luther and raised her glass, “You’re welcome.”Luther wasdumbfounded and incredulous that she thought he should thank her for helping him get rid of thenovelbin

harassing woman?He picked up a paper towel and wiped his hands, giving Joyce a sidelong glance.She looked refreshed.This woman was really tactful. How could she use him to kill two birds with onestone?He was worried about if she would be besieged by celebrities, but it seemed that he wasoverthinking.Joyce was in a much more relaxed mood as she took one galss of the champagne, readyto take a light sip.“No drinking!” Luther uttered a warning, reaching out to take away her glass ofwine.Joyce didn’t move.“Don’t drink if you can’t. And no more drunken behavior like last time.”After thespeech, he turned around to walk away.Joyce looked at her empty hand and thought back to the lasttime she was drunk. What had she done to make him so afraid of? She had no memory of it.Last timeshe also slapped him in this face. Although he did not scolded her for it, he bore the grudge for so long.She twitched her mouth in discontent.The crowd of spectators who gathered here before, all went awayconsciously.No one dared to go up to talk to Joyce again. She was not easy to be messed with, sopeople didn’t want to inquire something from her.At this time, the hall lights rotated up, colorful, likebright stars.The host of today’s banquet was from the Heath family, the warlord in the capital of thecountry. And today’s protagonist was the Heath family’s daughter, who has been separated for nearly20 years and finally found.