My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I pouted, staring at Aaron with rounded eyes.

He took a sip of coffee and said, "You know I'm good at IT, and I've also explored quite a bit in Al. Even a few of the companies under my command are researching Al. You know I'll help you if you told me that.' I shrugged, "I'll be fine if you don't want to help. I can always find another way."

He smiled, seemingly had no idea what to do with me, and said, "Well, how do you want me to help you?"

"I'm thinking of talking to the director of Fantasia Company and see if Granger Group can acquire Fantasia Company. So, I'm telling you to not fight for the opportunity with me," I was grave, almost begging. "Aaron, I know it won't be easy to take down the Moore family. But I need to succeed in purchasing Fantasia Company. It's the only way for me to gain a firm foothold in Granger Group so that I can do what I want!"

He sighed, "Okay, I won't fight with you for Fantasia Company. But Arianna, I still don't think you can do anything to the Moore family with support only from Granger Group."

I looked at him and said with certainty, "That won't be the case if you, the Roberts family, and Irvin are also involved, right?"

He was stunned for a moment. When he realized what I was plotting, he sighed, "Arianna, you're really going to use everyone and everything you can, aren't you?"

to protect or destroy. Aaron shouldn't expect I would still be the same as I was

him, I let out a sigh of breath and said,

"Do you think I'll ever

my

the smile alone

first time, I found that Aaron was rather chatty. He had been talking non-stop for the whole afternoon. Since I had reached an agreement with him on

been thinking about how I'll spend my final days for all these years. But every time, I'd think of

able to let go of you for the

to say in response to his near confession. Instead, I replied to him in a light tone, "There's still a long way into your future. It's too soon for you to say such things." I couldn't promise anything about his future. I had cornered myself into a dead-end, fueled by the hatred in me. Therefore, I wouldn't guarantee anything for anyone for

that I was a little distracted, he asked, "Are you tired? Do you want me

went out

I began to feel a little sleepy. Aaron didn't continue

the Central Park Residence. When the