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.

breathing lightly as

took the quilt and laid it over his body. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and

exclamation confused me, but

was still holding on to my wrist. I tried a few

and said, "Irvin, let go

and said wearily, "Stay

to say, and he seemed pretty

very soundly, and he looked

dead asleep for a long time. I reckoned that it was because he had nothing

opened my eyes in a daze. Before I could understand what was going

servants coming in and out of this villa. Look at

no idea what was going on.

arrived, but his handsome