You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 11

Joyce dragged her trolley case, panting as she climbed the hill, looking down at her phone's location every now and then.

No. 1 Sophora Street.

She didn't realize that Luther's house was halfway up the hill, and most importantly, there was no bus that could take her there!

Rich people really do like to live in the mountains.

She was literally walking on two broken legs.

She should have let his driver pick it up.

After quite some hard work, she climbed halfway up the mountain, and finally, she saw the mansion gate, which was surprisingly at the end of the road. Did he just own all the rest of the mountain?

When the big iron door slowly opened, Joyce was dumbfounded.

Inside, boulevards, neat lawns, shaped flowers, and fountain sculptures stretch on and on.

Very far away! An imposing golden European-style building stood on the hillside, shining dazzlingly in the setting sunlight.

Infinity, that's about it.

Joyce was almost crawling when she finally reached the door of the main house.

She was panting against the Roman columns in front of the door.

Mr. Arnold opened the door and made a respectful "please" gesture, "Young lady, please come inside."

Although Mr. Arnold tried to hide it very well, Joyce could still feel the contempt and disdain in his eyes.

She knew she looked a mess now, with her clothes soaking wet and one of her suitcase wheels falling off.

But she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Joyce followed Mr. Arnold into the living room.

Inside the decor was even more beyond her imagination - crystal chandeliers more than ten meters high, and walls plastered with marble.

On the luxurious revolving staircase, slowly walked a noblewoman, with a fashionable pearl necklace.

Jacqueline Mullen glanced at Joyce with disdain, who was wearing white sneakers, an apparently cheap t-shirt, and dragging a worn-out trolley case.

"Mr. Arnold, where did the beggar come from, and you just led her to the house?

As they speak, another person ran down the stairs and was surprised to see Joyce.