My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"How is it not appropriate?" The little gangster who was smashed just now looked at me and he grinned, "So it was you who smashed me just now, wasn't it?"

I nodded, "It was an accident. I'm sorry!"

"F**k! Are you asking for death?" The gangster raised the stick in his hand and he waved at me. Monique and I dodged at the same time, we then picked up a beer bottle beside us and threw at him.

Those who did nothing originally intended to just watch the fun, but looking at us fighting back, they all picked up the wooden sticks in their hands and attacked us.

It was lucky that Monique and I knew a little about boxing, so we didn't suffer any loss while dealing with these few gangsters. By the time the police came, few people were injured. Fortunately, the injury was not serious and everyone was taken to the police station.

Afterward, I took a statement at the police station. Although Monique and I were the victims, we had also participated in the fight, so we need to find someone to bail us out.

Monique was an orphan and she had no other friend except me in Ucrebury. The only thing she could do was to wait for me to find someone to bail.

My daily life was filled with nothing but company affairs and the matter related to the Roberts. I was not sociable and hardly had any friends around. After spending some time thinking, I finally took my courage to give Josiah a call.

it rang too long. I felt a little awkward since no one was talking at the other end of the phone. "Doctor Saunders, I'm sorry to disturb you at

other end of the line,

some time before I could hear a cold voice,

It was... Hendrix!

he pick up a

was shocked and terrified. I stammered for a moment before saying,

could finish my word, a cold voice came out of the other end of the line

was in a very bad mood at the

The call was hung up after I

she was somewhat speechless, "Why didn't you call Hendrix directly? You

of the villa, Hendrix was drinking. I thought he was having a rest by now, so I called Josiah. I didn't

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a portrait of himself by just standing. Moreover, there were several reports about him every day in the city's financial headlines. It was

patted me on the shoulder, "I can actually understand why you are so obsessed with him. After all, he is a perfect man and all women would dream of having him! The title of Mrs. Roberts alone is desired by millions of girls, not to mention that you sleep with him

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