My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

It was Evan. "Yes, Mr. Roberts?"

"Fire the girl at the front desk and put her on our blacklist," he said coldly. Then, he thought of something and continued, "Next time, don't simply let anyone come up to my floor without my permission." Evan was a little confused, "Who, Mr. Roberts?"

"Andrea," Hendrix said, and he was ready to hang up the phone.

Evan might have sensed it, so he hurriedly said, "But Miss Burton always comes with Mr. Shelley. I don't think I can stop her-"

His brows furrowed, Hendrix cut Evan short, "Then you should come up with something to solve it."

After that, he hung up. He then looked upwards at me and asked, "How do you think I handled this?"

I nodded in approval, "Simple and rough."

He asked, "Are you satisfied with it?"

twitched. "It's none of

what he had to say next, I picked up a muffin from the table and put it in his hand. I changed the subject, "Minnie said you'd be very happy if you knew that I made these." He looked at the muffin in his hands,

a little," I shrugged. Frankly, Minnie and Heather had done most of the works. "Pouring the batter into the muffin liners and

expecting my lack of participation in the baking process.

his comment, I

was purely messing with me. My pouring skill-admittedly not very good-didn't play a role

afternoon, and in a few more hours, it would be time to get off work. Minnie called to say that she would

Hendrix and me to spend

of the muffin and put it down. I didn't say much about his behavior. Instead, I leaned on the sofa and raised my phone to my eyes. However, before I saw anything on the screen, it was taken away. Hendrix kept it in his pocket

weren't allowed to look at my phone, there was nothing else I could do. Besides, I was still upset from the argument earlier. So, I couldn't stop myself from

laughed, "Well, I mean, I don't mind. Look at me all you

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"There are too many people in the company, and people will talk. You shouldn't

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