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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 989
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Luther grudgingly smiled, "Hmm."

He walked straight to the front of the reception car. Since Tommy drove today, he sat down next to Tommy.

Charlotte was stunned. She thought, he would sit in the srow with her, but did not expect him to sit directly in the front row.

Luther turned around and explained, "I will take the front row to get a better view. Thank you for your hard work in introducing me

later." He deliberately sat at the front because he didn't want to sit with Charlotte.

God could know how much he had to endure to make the call to Charlotte.

After the fight, he felt like he was going to throw up.

His bottom line was that he should at least not get too close to Charlotte, otherwise, he could not guarantee that he hold himself

back, and perhaps the next second, he would want to kill her directly.

"Oh, it's fine. It's fine." Charlotte laughed.

She reluctantly sat in the rear row.

Aaron, on the other hand, sat in the third row with an expressionless face.

He didn’t care to sit in the srow with a disgusting woman like Charlotte.

Four years ago, Charlotte's scandalous story was known to him.

In his mind, he always thought that Charlotte was the one who killed Joyce.

Now, Mr. Warner even took the initiative to call Charlotte, he felt so much reluctance in his heart.

If Mr. Warner had not repeatedly told him that this trip had a special purpose, he was afraid he would have cforward to beat

this hypocritical woman up.

Even if he held it back, he could not make himself laugh. What he had now was had only a prohibitive cold face.

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Charlotte glanced at the strange Aaron, and wondered in her mind how she could get rid of Aaron later.

So that she could be alone with Luther.

The convertible reception car was somewhat similar to a golf car, but it was painted military green. The car was also faster,

because the Military Staff House was relatively large occupying the entire mountain, and there were more bumpy roads so they

would usually need a special reception car for their guests.

Tommy drove the whole way and gave Luther brief introductions.

They did not talk about any internal secrets of the military, but only the basic facilities and security arrangements, etc.

Luther nodded his head and praised, "Exactly as what | have heard about this place, it's rather strictly managed."

When the reception van passed by the living areas, sexcited ladies instantly gathered around.

They actually knew that Charlotte was previously engaged to the Mr. Warner of Khebury for a marriage contract by the families

when they were still children, but later, for various reasons, the marriage contract was dissolved.

They all wanted to see what the Mr. Warner actually looked like.

When the reception car passed by, they all looked forward to seeing Luther. Luther propped up on the edge of the car with one

hand, and they all let out a shrill cry when they saw his handsface, narrow almond eyes, upraised eyebrows, sexy thin lips,

perfect body, and elegant posture.

"Oh my God."

"He's so handsome, far more handsin person than on the magazine cover."

"Absolutely the most handsman in Pascaylia. He is so handsand rich."

Luther sensed their gaze, he turned his head and gave them a charming smile that shone brighter than anything else in the golden

sunlight.

It instantly caused an even bigger stir.

They were emboldened and went straight to the front of the reception van to stop Tommy from driving on.

Tommy was forced to stop and looked at Charlotte helplessly, "Miss Charlotte, what to do?"

The ladies had all gathered around, "Miss Charlotte, Mr. Warner, cdown for a walk and we can show you around."

Charlotte was so annoyed that she wanted to blind them all for staring at Luther so freely.

How dared they all stare at the man she liked all the time? These women were simply tired of living.

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