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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 971
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"Okay, chief secretary."

Several security guards then left and returned to their respective posts.

Juanita was all alone, sitting in the middle of the charity venue, surrounded by the empty space, as she continued to look through

the blurry surveillance footage.

What was certain was that there were several people going back and forth to the back garden. Judging from their heights she

thought it should be a man and a woman, but she could not see clearly who they actually were.

Her eyes rolled and she thought of someone. She picked up the phone and dialed Karl's number.

After a while, Karl picked up the phone.

"Julia, is there anything wrong?" He asked.

"Are you busy now?" Juanita inquired.

"Not at all."

Karl's tone was gentle.

"Here's the thing. Last night, Rachel from the orphanage went missing. It is not yet tto call the police. | found a surveillance

footage inside the venue, but the picture is blurred. It is not possible to see who it was in the back garden last night. So | just

wonder whether it's possible for your technical department to fix it?" Juanita asked.

"Not necessarily. It depends on the situation. Why don’t you sendthe video first. I'll try my best to help you to recover it."

Karl said.

"Good. I'll send it to you later."

Juanita was just about to hang up the phone.

Suddenly, a mushy, husky voice rang out from behind her, "Chief secretary, who are you calling?"

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The man cclose behind her ear, and made a flirtatious blow into her neck. When she heard the sound he made, she got

goosebumps all over her body.

Juanita was so shocked that her phone slipped and fell to the ground.

She turned around and saw that the man was actually Mr. Clark of the charity party. She was slightly angry, "Mr. Clark, you scared

me. Why did you just jump out of nowhere like that?"

"Yo, chief secretary, are you angry?" Mr. Clark had a greasy look on his face, and his eyes almost narrowed into a line, staring

lustfully at Juanita.

Juanita, a small, delicate, innocent and lovely beauty, was right up his alley.

If not for Juanita's background, he would have hunted her down.

It had been such a suffering for him to see her everyday but never to be able to get his hands on her.

Right now, there was no one around.

It's good to be able to have a little fun with this lovely lady.

"Ah, don't be afraid. Con, why are you so scared? I'll help you relax a bit."

Mr. Clark said while grabbing Juanita's small hand, but rather than rubbing it, he was actually taking advantage of her.

"Let go of my hand!" Juanita said, annoyed.

She tried hard to shake off Mr. Clark's groping hand, but naturally, as a man, he was much stronger than her.

"If you don't let go, | will be yelling for help!"

Mr. Clark simply held her firmly down and pinned her to the chair.

"Just yell then. I'm not afraid of being heard. Anyway, you are not married, and what could be wrong if we just want to have a little

fun together? | guarantee to make you happy."

Mr. Clark said shamelessly, and his voice was unmistakably nasty.

"Get the fuck out!" Juanita struggled hard. This damn Mr. Clark was so crazy today that he even dared to molest her.

She did not hang up her phone this whole tand it fell on the ground. Their conversation was all heard by Karl.

"Hey, Julia, hey?! Damn!" Unfortunately, through the screen, there was nothing he could do.

"Fuck? What should | fuck? You?" Mr. Clark smiled wickedly. He pressed himself tighter against Juanita and finally cornered her

against the wall, "Is this what you want? Like this?"

He has long wanted to get his hands on Juanita, and today there was no one around, so why didn’t he just first have a kiss on her

pinky little mouth to relieve his craving.

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