My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Both of us came out of the elevator when it reached the floor. With his eyebrows cocked, Josiah pointed in a direction and said, "Hendrix's office is at the end of the corridor. You can go alone, I still have other

things to do."

I nodded and said, "Alright, thank you!"

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Then, Josiah walked off and returned to his office while Minnie and I walked along the corridor together. Minnie looked at me and whispered, "Arianna, the lady at the front desk shouldn't stay in the company."

"I won't be meddling in the company's affairs. It's none of my concern whether she's staying or not. You shouldn't think about this anymore."

We stopped at the front of Hendrix's office. I raised my hand to knock on the door, but no one responded. So, I pushed on the door.

The door wasn't locked, and it was barely closed. So, I opened it only with a slight push.

There was no one in the office. Minnie put the muffins on the table in the guest sitting area,

she looked at me. "I have something to do elsewhere, then I'll wait for you downstairs.

that she

and Andrea followed behind him. He was confused when he saw me, and he asked, "When did you come?" "About an hour ago," And most of it I spent at the lobby stuck at the reception desk. I actually only came to the office shortly before. But

and glanced at Andrea, who was dressed in branded clothes. Shifting my gaze back to Hendrix, I said lightly, "I did, but Miss Burton said you

he heard that. He turned to look at Andrea with a darkened face,

Andrea's face turned pale. "Hendrix, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to answer your call. It rang several times, so I thought it was urgent, and I picked it up. I

only made one call and it was picked up immediately." Then, I turned to Hendrix and smiled rather coldly, "Looks like someone here has a

saying!" Then, he glanced at Andrea in a straight face and said coldly,

She took a glimpse at me and spoke in reluctance,

furrowing. He rebuked, "Am I

ashen. She had no

tears.

understand," Hendrix had been

lost it and gave up on him a

hands were so tightly clenched in fists that I was certain that her nails were digging into her