You Hit My Heart

Chapter 11

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.“Joyce? How is it? You are the wife of my brother?”“Mom, how dare brother let this kind of person be my sister-in-law? I don’t want it! I object!”Shelly Warner almost shouted.Jacqueline and Shelly don’t usually live in the main house, which was where Grandma and Luther lived. They both lived in the penthouse, one of the busiest places downtown, and tonight they were here all for Luther’s new bride.Joyce was also surprised. Shelly was in her college class, and she knew very well that Shelly had always looked at her unfavorably.Little did she know that Shelly would be Luther’s sister.Shelly hated Joyce the most, and when Joyce was nearing the end of her sophomore year, she skipped a year to get into their department.Some time ago Joyce was again trusted by Professor Owens to enter