My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Charles laughed out loud, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Be honest, are you two in love?"

Irvin was taken aback. He smiled and said, "Mr. Reid, that's not up to me to decide."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed and sent Charles off. Irvin and Helen bid each other goodbye shortly after. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Helen took a look at me, and then shot Irvin a serious expression. "You need to have a sense of propriety. Don't make things complicated. If the scandal between you two gets spread across Jarold City, things will get even more complicated with the Reid, Roberts and Granger families involved."

Irvin nodded. He quickly reassured her, "Mom, don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"

Irvin and I then exited the hotel and got into the car.

As we buckled into our seats, I couldn't help but look at him and asked, "Although Charles wants a daughter desperately, he is a high-ranking official. He can't get a daughter randomly, can he?"

He started the car and said with a smile, "You're quite smart, you know that?"

"What do you mean?"

nephew, he lives under the same roof, and has mentioned you more than once in front of Charles. I

before confusions started setting in. "Isn't Aaron's father

Family and Charles has no children. The other two uncles in the Reid family are either dead or have some sort of disability. So, although the Reid Family

much about it after, so I had

had never inquired about Aaron's background for so many

the whole night out, I leaned myself against the car, feeling drowsy. While I was in a daze, the

pulled over and saw that I was sleepy. He asked, "Do you need me to

shook my head. "I'll go up on my own!" Helen was right. If someone brought up something unnecessary, everyone would

frowning when his figure came into view. Was he trying to persuade me to stay

the gate,

he had grown thinner. His former pride and arrogance had completely disappeared, and his eyes were bloodshot. Irvin

Hendrix, who slowly rose to his feet. I caught a glimpse of his hand wrapped in

regret, I would definitely take it. If I could choose to not have met Hendrix at all,

three years of physical and mental torment, of being hurt beyond healing, I

for a long while. I pondered about what to say to him, but didn't find an