My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Eunice was dumbfounded for a moment as she glanced at Freya who had a delicate smile on her face. She was at a loss for what to do. Freya's lips curled up into a grin. "Mr. Reid, does this mean that we're friends now?"

Aaron raised his eyebrows and a hint of villainous aura made its way to his handsome face. "The more friends you have, the more options you have in your life." Freya burst into laughter. "Alright, it's settled then. Great." She set her eyes on Eunice. "Mr. Reid has already spoken. Aren't you going to ride on his coattails?" Eunice was startled. She promptly glimpsed at Aaron and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Reid."

Aaron was at a loss for words. "Come on, don't be so serious."

While speaking, Aaron raised his hand and peered at his watch. He gazed at Eunice and asked, "Did you bring your phone with you?"

Eunice nodded and took out her phone in an instant.

Aaron took her phone and typed a series of numbers into it. Then, he returned the phone to Eunice and told her, "Call this number tomorrow and tell him that Aaron Reid asked you to look for him." Eunice took then took her phone back and peeked at Aaron, her face a blushed red.

Freya lifted her brows and pointed out, "Mr. Reid, why don't you give her your phone number directly and ask her to look for you if she has any issues. Since you saved her life, she should devote herself to you."

Aaron furrowed his brows in displeasure. He glanced at Freya, but didn't say anything. Instead, he directed his gaze at me and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

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stretched out his hand and tugged at me. He stared unemotionally at Freya and stated,

as she looked at me. "Miss Reid, since we're friends now, would you mind sharing your phone number with me? It'll be more convenient for us to contact each other in future!" I was surprised for a moment before handing her my phone. She typed in a series of numbers. Then, she gazed at

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