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,

laid it over his

but he was

tried a few

"Irvin,

pulled me towards him, and said wearily,

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

very soundly,

because he had nothing to do,

awakened by a frightened shriek. I opened my eyes in a daze. Before I could

coming in and out of this villa. Look at you guys... you should at least be a

idea what was going on. After I came back to my senses, I blearily

when Hendrix had arrived, but his handsome face was contorted