You Hit My Heart
Chapter 483

Rodney excitedly rushed to Joyce, holding her arm firmly, fearing thatshe was an illusion, and that she would disappear.

Joyce did not expect the old man in front of her to suddenly comeforward and grab her. His hand was very strong, and she felt painalready in her arms. However, she did not dare to break free, afraid thatif she used too much force, the old man in front of her would fall.What a familiar face! When the old man turned around, Joyce thoughthe looked familiar. Like she had seen him somewhere before.

But she couldn't remember that for a moment.

"Mia, Mia! I finally found you." Rodney grabbed Joyce tightly, his voicetrembling with excitement.

"Mister, I'm sorry, you have the wrong person, my name is not Mia."Joyce patiently, and with a smile, explained.

At that moment, Manager Foster came forward, "Mister, is this the girlyou've been looking for?"

"Yes, it's her, the person I met in the hotel corridor that day. It's sosimilar, just so similar, Mia, I finally found you." Rodney wouldn't let goof his hand, "Look, Manager Foster, I'm not lying to you. I really saw it!""So, have you been to Riveria Haze before, have you met him?"Manager Foster asked Joyce curiously.

"Wait. I have an impression.” Joyce's eyes shone brightly and seemedto think of something.

She remembered the meeting between the Heaths and the Warners atRiveria Haze. At that time, in addition to Luther, Charlotte, Cecelia,which she knew, there was also someone else, dressed in a militaryuniform, and although his hair was silver white, his spirited eyes werestill shining.

At the time, she guessed that perhaps it was Charlotte's grandfather.Later, she accidentally bumped into this old man in the corridor, whenshe was so distracted and hurriedly apologized and then left. Sheremembered that he was on crutches that day, and today he was noton crutches. That's why she didn't think about it at first.

"Mister, some time ago, I once bumped into you in the corridor of theclub, right?" Joyce asked.

"Yes, yes. At that time, you suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't replaceyou anywhere. Fortunately, today I finally found you!" Rodney saidexcitedly, his lips trembling. At this moment, he seemed to havetraveled back in time, and back to his youth, forgetting that his hair hadalready turned so white.

“I'm Rodney, the commander-in-chief of the military district, RodneyHeath! Mia, don't you remember me? It's me!"

"Mister, I'm really not Mia. Think about it, how old would the Mia youknow be now?" Joyce smiled patiently. She knew he was Rodney, andshe had recognized him, Charlotte's grandfather. It seemed that theMia he was calling out must be the person he had loved in his youth.And that's when Manager Foster, who was standing on the sidelines,hurriedly patted her own chest.

She was just fortunate enough today. He was the famed Mr. Heath ofthe Heath family, and it's a good thing she had treated her quitepatiently, otherwise she wouldn't have enough heads to be choppedoff...

“If ... If Mia was still around, should also be about the same age as me..." Rodney was reminded by Joyce, and finally sobered up a fewpoints. No matter how much the girl in front of him looked like Mia, shejust would not be.

"Yes, Mister, I'm only in my twenties this year, I can't be the Mia youknow." Joyce said with a light smile.

“But you really do look too much like her.” Rodney sighed.

He calmed down and carefully examined Joyce. She was tall, herfeatures were delicate, her eyes were just like obsidian, and her longeyebrows were slightly raised above her sexy lips. She looked quitehandsome and yet at the same time sexy. She looked quite sharp andyet at the same time quite mild. And all these gave her a uniquetemperament.