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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1940
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Chapter 1940: What's the Plan?

As they left the Western restaurant, Joyce pointed to a black sedan parked by the roadside. "I've arranged for a bodyguard to take

you back," she said.

"Alright. And what about you? Heading back to work?" Clint inquired.

"Yes. You rest up first, we can discuss the rest later," Joyce smiled, glancing at her watch. The tlost today was really starting to

add up, and she was eager to leave.

"Don't forget to consider my proposal," Clint reminded her.

"I know," Joyce chuckled awkwardly, feeling Munin's intense gaze on her as she was about to leave. "I'm off."

"Wait," Clint pulled out a phone from his pocket. "Let's exchange contact information and add each other as friends. This is the

phone your people senta couple of days ago. I've figured out how to use it already."

With that, he opened the phone to display a QR code and handed it to Joyce. She had no choice but to accept. Munin seemed to

have a knack for taking charge, and she found herself following his lead, influencing her own thoughts and actions in the process.

It was a trait only a true leader possessed. She couldn't help but wonder, was Munin truly just a scientist?

Opening the phone interface, Joyce scanned the QR code. With a beep, she added Munin's contact information and casually added

a note. Once Clint had her contact details, he sent a smiling emoji and added, "If | get bored, | might text you. If you're free, reply.

If not, just ignore me. Don't worry about me, I'm just too idle, have no one to talk to. Feel free to ignore messages from me."

At this point, Joyce was left speechless. She awkwardly replied, "Alright, I'll reply when | have the time."

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In that moment, she really hoped Munin would regain his memory soon and be sent back to W-country. Otherwise, if he stayed

here and kept pestering her every day, she wouldn't be able to handle it. Not to mention the big jar of jealousy waiting for her at

home.

Seeing through Joyce's thoughts, Clint offered, "If your husband misunderstands, | can personally explain." Joyce quickly waved it

off, "No need for that. Don't overthink it, just go back and rest. | have things to take care of. | really have to go now."

With that, she turned and hurried away. But as she turned, the corner of her eye caught an unusual black shadow darting past a

nearby alley at the intersection. Joyce's sharp instincts immediately sensed danger. Something was off.

Unable to tell who the target was, whether it was her or Munin, Joyce was momentarily frozen in indecision. It seemed her enemies

were all dealt with, so why target Munin? Her body instinctively reacted faster than her mind could process.

Joyce pushed Munin aside abruptly, shouting, "Get down, quickly!"

Clint was pushed to the ground by her, frozen in place. And then... a gunshot rang out, shattering the calm and causing chaos

among the crowded street. People panicked and scattered, unaware of where to run. Sshouted, "Gunshot! Someone's

shooting!"

The crowd was in a state of frenzy. The bullet hadn't hit anyone, landing precisely between Joyce and Munin at the restaurant's

entrance, shattering the glass front and leaving a gaping hole, a terrifying sight.

Glancing back, Joyce felt a chill. If she hadn't acted in time, Munin might have been killed. She was now certain, the target was

Munin, not her. Someone was really trying to kill him! And they had tracked him down to Khebury. Her doubts about Munin

vanished in an instant.

"Stay here, the bodyguard will cto protect you. I'll go after him!" Joyce pulled out her pistol, the "Pavna Witness," and held it

firmly, rising to chase after the black shadow that disappeared into the alley.

Clint got up from the ground. "Don't go, it's too dangerous. Wait for me!"

But he couldn't catch Joyce, her movements were swift. The bodyguard, alerted, drew his gun and moved to protect Munin.

"Don't get up, it's safer to stay down. I'll protect you," the bodyguard cautioned. Ignoring him, Clint forcefully pushed the

bodyguard aside, chasing after Joyce.

The bodyguard, in a panic, followed after Munin. And so, the three of them moved against the flow of fleeing people, running in

pursuit.

Joyce tracked the suspicious figure, gun ready. As long as the assassin was within range, she could take the shot with her

sharpshooting skills. The assassin darted through the alley, unfamiliar with the area.

A smirk played on Joyce's lips, confident that the assassin couldn't escape her grasp. Getting closer, closer, even closer... when

suddenly Munin leaped from behind and pulled her back, shielding her with his body.

Joyce fired a shot, but Munin's sudden interference caused her to miss. The assassin vanished into thin air, leaving Joyce

frustrated. She pushed Munin aside, "What are you doing? You blocked me. It's too late to shoot now!"

Clint, displeased, remarked, "Are you crazy? That person was about to shoot you! Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Do you not

understand the danger of this situation? A woman with a gun, running around the streets like this, where's your decorum?"

Joyce was speechless. The assassin had slipped away, her efforts gone to waste. Frustrated and speechless, she muttered, "If it

weren't for you, | would've hit him! And now, he's gone. Besides, he wasn't aiming for me, he was aiming for you!"

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At that moment, the bodyguard caught up, panting. "Miss Joyce, the Young Master is known for his sharpshooting skills. He never

misses. Don't you know that?"

Clint, at a loss for words...

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