My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After dinner, Sawyer returned to the company while Hendrix took Anne and I to register her residence permit.

In the car.

There was something I wanted to say that I held back for a while now. I glanced at Hendrix and finally asked, "Isn't Sawyer Valerie's biological son?"

I had seen how much Valerie doted on Andrea, but she didn't seem to care much about Sawyer.

He started his car and focused on driving. He replied, "When Sawyer's father married Valerie, Sawyer's mother had died in a car accident, so Sawyer lived together with Valerie when he was a teenager." As a teenager, Sawyer didn't have much affection for Valerie.

"Why did Valerie invite us for dinner?" I asked. Logically speaking, I was the last person she would want to see.

At the traffic light junction, the car came to a gradual stop. He glanced at me and replied, "Do you still resent them?"

I was stunned, "What do you mean?" "Do you still resent Valerie and Andrea?" Hendrix asked.

lips and subconsciously peered at Anne who had fallen asleep. I couldn't help but say, "I have no choice but to move past it. I've still got a long way to go in life."

forget about Monique or my

were not doing

for years, paired with his good connections and financial

three pages on my residence booklet and said with a smile,

fell on my registered permanent residence, he frowned and

"When I got married, Grandpa told me to move, but I thought that if I did, my grandmother would

raised his eyebrows, "Doesn't Aaron have the same

sent him there, he was already grown. He was fostered at Grandma's house. Later, when the Reid family sent people to look for me, they took him away.

so powerful in Jarold City. Haven't you ever thought about why Aaron's father didn't let him be fostered

the time." Nobody could be sure because this

in his arms. He set his eyes on Anne gently and spoke, "Would a lonely old woman who lived in a small county town know of the young master of the

I frowned. I had always wondered about how my grandmother knew Master Roberts. When she brought me out of Hovell, she had told me that Master Roberts was

had spent her whole life in the small county town of Hovell.