My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Sierra's face was as pale as a ghost. Her light body took a few steps back as if she had lost her balance.

Sammy also realized that something was wrong. Her face was pale and she looked at Sierra with confusion. It was like she was questioning the relationship between Hendrix and I.

I knew that Hendrix was angry. But after all, this was his company. I didn't want to be petty. Based on what I knew about Hendrix, Sierra would not be able to stay in the entertainment industry in the future. He simply said, "I'm fine. Let's go, what do you want to eat later?"

He relaxed and held my hand, sighing, "You are so kind, but you are my woman. You don't have to give in to anyone in any situation."

His dark eyes fell on Sammy. They were cold and bloodthirsty. His deep voice sounded murderous, "What goes around comes around! You should hit her back!"

As soon as those words were said, Sammy's legs went limp. All of a sudden, she knelt on the ground. Looking at the both of us, her voice trembled as she apologized, "Mr. Roberts, I was at fault. It wasn't on purpose. I'll apologize to her. I beg you, please let me apologize to her."

say anything. He only looked at her coldly. His voice was ruthless, "Do you think everything will be resolved

face paled. She wiped away her tears, looked over at me and spoke, "I didn't mean to hit you. You can hit me back as much as you want. Mr. Roberts,

bloodthirst

motioning for me to stretch out my palm

she couldn't refuse. She got up from the ground

react, I heard a slap. It wasn't exactly me who slapped her, but it was Hendrix who pulled my hand to slap her. I didn't use much strength and might have even withdrawn my hand before I even touched

mouth to bleed. Hendrix was the one who had

hidden in

looked at Sammy and said coldly, 'Td better not

were as cold as ice then glared at Sierra.

he frowned at Kelsey. He was displeased,