My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I curled my lips. He had gotten better at bantering.

When I was about to banter right back, my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Aaron.

Seeing that both Hendrix and Josiah were looking at me, I said indifferently, "I have to take this."

When Hendrix saw that the caller ID was Aaron, he slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "Just answer it right here!"

Lame!

I rolled my eyes at him and answered the phone. "What's the matter, Aaron?"

"It seemed that Hendrix is interested in Fantasia Company. We've been secretly competing with each other for a long time, and I've let go of this case. There's a high possibility that he'll get the case. What you have to do now is to find a way to persuade Hendrix to give up the idea of acquiring Fantasia Company." His voice was not loud, but the hall was quiet, so Hendrix and Josiah could hear him clearly. Looking at the two of them, I said to the phone, "Okay, I've got to go."

took you in as his goddaughter for some PR-related reason in Jarold City. You'd better keep a distance from Irvin. Besides, you have to go back to Ucrebury to deal with the matter with Fantasia

looked at me, and the corners of

expression and said to

up the phone, Hendrix looked at me. He was already moody before but he looked even grimmer now. "What are you trying to do? You even got Charles involved?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

want to..." Get a

of my sentence. I still had to ask him to give up Fantasia Company's acquisition. If I went against him, it would be difficult getting through to

be in a poor mood. The corners of

to the kitchen together. Minnie had cooked a lot of delicious-looking dishes. Hendrix came in not

sat next to me, eating without speaking per

up the kitchen, and I sat beside Josiah. I reached out my hand proactively to him and said, "I've been suffering from insomnia, headache, and heart palpitations lately. Can you check what's wrong

glanced at Hendrix, who had remained silent the entire time,

he said seriously, "There are too many illnesses. Your gastroesophageal is quite serious, so you should watch your diet. You have a weak heart rate due to insomnia, and your heart's not looking too good either. By the looks of it, your blood deficiency should be caused by

withdrew my hand. When I saw him lower his head, prescribing me some medicine, I looked up at Hendrix and said with a faint