My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As soon as we entered the office, we bumped into Evan, who was anxiously following behind us. When he saw Hendrix return, he was exhilarated. He said, "The Starbright Group's director is persistent. They were the ones who initiated this meeting and probably want to partner up with the Roberts Group. Mr. Roberts, would you like to speak with them?"

He was an assistant after all. All he could do was give advice.

I knew Hendrix was in a meeting before this. Hearing what Evan had said, I turned to Hendrix and told him, "I'll wait for you in the lounge."

He cast a sidelong glance at the gloomy sky outside. The clouds scattered, and it was drizzling at the moment.

He looked back at me and tapped on the tip of my nose. "Okay, I'll be done very soon!"

There were two floors in his office area; the conference room was on the other floor. I entered the lounge.

About five minutes later, Evan came in with some fruits and snacks. He looked at me and said, "Mr. Roberts doesn't usually eat these, so the office doesn't have these in stock in the pantry. Have what you like while you wait."

I hadn't seen him in years. Evan had gotten less blunt than he used to be.

I smiled and accepted them. I knew Hendrix didn't like to eat fruits. If I didn't nudge him to eat them, he would never touch them.

no surprise there were no fruits or snacks

into pieces but had not eaten any, he subconsciously frowned and asked,

pick up one piece of fruit and brought it to his mouth, and smiled,

said apologetically, "The meeting might run a little long. Will you get

brief walk anyway and had no intention to disturb his work. Hence, I smiled

a little drained, so he held

and taking care of one another; being tolerant

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the door and entered. When he saw that his eyes were shut and how steady his breathing was, he

and asked, "Is

he said anxiously, "The meeting in Mesville is in

Mr. Saunders?

"Josiah?" I asked reflexively.

He nodded.

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