My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

At noon!

Cecil stopped arguing with me and had gone home instead, likely because she was in a foul mood.

I did not notice it when Evan showed up at the door of the office. I turned my gaze towards the door when I heard my female colleagues squealing amongst themselves. "Miss Reid, can we talk privately?" Evan said with a look of calmness and seriousness on his face.

Noticing the curious eyes around us, I pursed my lips and nodded.

We walked out of the office, and arrived somewhere where no one was around. I stopped in my tracks and asked, "Evan, what would you like to talk about?"

He pursed his lips. "Mr. Roberts wants to see you."

My first instinct was to reject him but after a pause, I nodded. "Where is he?"

"At the hotel parking lot!"

I nodded. "Okay, I got it!"

When he saw that I was heading back to the office, he continued, "Miss Reid, Mr. Roberts is

waiting for you downstairs."

I...

him, slightly annoyed. "I know. I'm going to get

surprised but he did not look embarrassed at all. He just nodded and said, "I'll

"As you wish!"

them had worked alongside one another for so long that they practically

grabbed my bag and walked out of the office. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me walking out. It seemed like he was afraid

been opened

man's head hung low as he carefully read through the documents in his hand. His every move was elegant and reserved as his gaze darted from word to word. "Two o'clock, I have

the document close in his hand. Then, he looked at me and said in a faint voice, "I'll send

were not many high-end restaurants in this place. However, Hendrix still

As soon as Hendrix

the window. It was already July. Days passed quickly and the summer

not say anything as he placed food into my bowl. He continued to fill my bowl with food until it

looked at me without much of an expression and said, "Have a taste. They are all

down and my gaze fell on the

at him lightly. "The chili is too spicy and it's not good for the body. I've grown used to eating bland- tasting food for a

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