My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

If Nerissa were so easy to handle, I wouldn't have been forced to avoid her everywhere multiple times.

She forced her way into the villa and sat on the couch in the living room. She tossed a folder onto the table, and said in disgust, "Arianna, if you still have even the slightest feelings for Hendrix, leave him. Don't drag him down with you."

I frowned and opened the folder she threw on the table. When I saw the photos inside, I broke out in a cold sweat.

It was a photo of Sierra before she died. I couldn't see the faces of the few men in the photo, but I could tell from the agonizing face that it was Sierra.

I looked up at Nerissa, "Why are you showing me these?"

She looked at me with a darkened face, "The police have begun investigating. How long do you plan to hide this? After your return to Jarold City, Sierra terminated her contract with the Roberts Group and held a press conference from a building top to slander you. If you weren't behind this, who could it be then?"

resentment, whatever you do has nothing to do with me, but you must leave Hendrix. He can't afford to have any slip-ups with his current status.

bother asking who

you think that Valerie hasn't been following the news? Sierra is worthless

have to do with me? Madam Roberts, everyone has a limit. Once bitten, twice shy. I've tolerated you time and time again, only because you're Hendrix's aunt. We were taught to respect our elders, but if they're being shameless and

her this way, and her face turned grim in an instant, "Arianna, who do you think you are? This is the Roberts

"Because she's my wife!"

of nowhere. He entered the

face was painted with rage as he glared at Nerissa, "I respect you and call you my aunt,

with anger. "Are you going to ruin

an unpredictable temper. He was obviously angered. He looked at Nerissa

so mad that her breathing sounded labored and heavy. She glared at