My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He said calmly, "I'll dry your hair for you!"

I...

After my hair was all dried up, he finally made a move to leave.

As soon as I saw him leaving the house, I went straight to the office. I was planning to talk to Irvin about the Al issue. The project had just started and I still had many things about it that I hadn't quite figured out yet. So, I wanted to talk to him about them in detail.

However, after searching around for him, I heard from his assistant that he had gone to the hospital as Yohannes was in dire condition.

I called up Irvin several times, but he didn't pick up. Since I didn't know what was going on, I decided to give Nerissa a call.

When she picked up, heart-wrenching cries could be heard in the background, but it did not come from Nerissa.

asked, "Mrs. Roberts, how's Uncle Granger

he had just passed. Tell him to come to the hospital with you. As for his funeral, ask Irvin to discuss it with him." Nerissa's voice was so calm, she almost sounded emotionless. I was stunned by the news for a

doing just fine

straight over. Hendrix didn't answer the phone as he was busy. So, I only sent him a message

breath. I saw Helen leading against the ward door, her body limp and weak. Her face was a haggard mess and she looked lifeless, soulless. I didn't know where Nerissa and Irvin had gone, but Helen must have heard movements from me as she raised her head to look at me. I did not know why but she suddenly lunged at me and pushed me to the ground, shouting, "Every one of you Roberts are rotten people. Your aunt

cursed at me. I was not on my guard. She caught me off guard and exerted all her strength to hold me down, so I couldn't do much to defend myself as I was pressed to the ground.

was in the midst of pulling my hair when the nurse

quite a blow for her to act so deranged. She screamed at me with desperation and despair in her voice, "Karma will get you, Roberts! None of you will be safe! Nerissa, don't think that

When he came back, he looked at me and asked,

respond. Finally, I looked at him, shook my head, and said, "I don't know

all deranged and frowned. She glanced at me and asked, "Are