My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She spoke, "Yes! He's the young president of Brilliant Audit, Sawyer Clark. He's Valerie's son.

I immediately realized that she was referring to Sawyer. It had been more than half a year since I last saw him.

I couldn't help responding, "We haven't talked in a long time. I don't know what happened to him."

"Well, he had a man and a child with him. Is he gay? I noticed that the two of them seemed to be very close. The child was only two or three months old, so tiny and cute."

I was a little dazed, so I simply asked, "Could you take a picture for me?"

"What? Why do you suddenly want a picture?"

"Help me take pictures of them. Sorry to trouble you!"

I suspected that the man might be lan, and that child might be Monique's child.

me after agreeing.

while, I called Sawyer and the call went through. "Miss Reid, why are you

I have a friend who's in a bit of a situation there. Can you go over and take a look for me?" Sawyer paused for a few seconds and answered, "I'm in Mesville. Is it serious? I'll ask someone in Ucrebury to check it out." "It's alright then. I'll call and ask someone else.

in the Ucrebury city center, there Sawyer was - dressed in a brown coat with both hands in his pockets. He looked handsome and relaxed. Though the photo's resolution wasn't that great, the haggard look on his

next to him, wearing a brown sweater and casual pants. The two of them were pushing a stroller in front

again. She picked up right away; she was probably

have to trouble you. Can you help me keep an eye on where they live, especially the man and the

they were in Mesville, but the place was too cold, and unsuitable for their children to run around in. They were going to wait until the next year to come back,

felt that she would not stop herself from contacting me. But she would

there was still no call from her, nor did she ever come by to see me. Every time I called, they always had a way

Don't sweat it!" After our

bad feeling arose in

Aaron got things done extremely quickly. As soon as Hendrix went out,

take your measurements. Do you need me