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,

I'll wait for you downstairs. You spend some time and talk

that she

long before Hendrix returned to his office, 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

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

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

to answer your call. It rang several times, so I thought it was urgent, and I picked it up. I

thoughtfully, "I only made one call and it was picked up immediately." Then, I turned to Hendrix

Then, he glanced at Andrea in a straight face and said coldly, "It's almost noon.

in reluctance, "But Hendrix, my dad asked you to send me

He rebuked, "Am I your

was ashen. She had no

with tears. "You know that's not what I

Hendrix had been upping his game on

I were Andrea, I would have lost it and gave

arms, her hands were so tightly clenched in fists that I was certain that her nails were digging into her flesh. Tears began to swell