My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He glanced at me briefly before walking to the black sofa in the hall. He sat down and glanced at me, saying lightly, "Not very good. What about you? Is Hendrix alright with Nerissa bringing you back here?" As he spoke, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, his narrow eyes looking ferocious and cold.

I walked until I was across from him and sat down. Looking at his blank yet handsome face, I said, "I'll only be here for a few days. He's been busy recently and has no time to spend with me. The Granger Family has been going through a lot and I might be able to help with something."

He curled his lips into a harsh smile and said somewhat sarcastically, "That's true, you might be of help to Nerissa."

Honestly, I felt that he was speaking in a very odd way. I curled my lips and asked, "How's your mother-in-law's plan going?"

Helen had already divorced Yohannes, so the funeral would be handled by the Miller family.

"Not bad!" He raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. Then, he closed his eyes and hummed in response.

He had been busy these days, so it was normal that he didn't sleep well. Thus, it seemed that he didn't want to talk much.

I decided I didn't want to say much either. Nerissa had gone to deal with the company's affairs, and I had nothing to do at the Granger Mansion.

heard Irvin breathing lightly as he leaned against the sofa,

took the quilt and laid it over his

but

holding on to my wrist. I tried a few times to break

frowned and said, "Irvin, let go of

raised his hand, pulled me towards him, and said wearily, "Stay with me

say, and he seemed pretty tired so I simply sat next to

very soundly, and

reckoned that it was because he had nothing to do, so I fell

opened my eyes in a daze. Before I

of this villa. Look at you guys... you should at least

had no idea what was going on. After I came back to my senses, I blearily

but his handsome face