My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The atmosphere was quiet as we walked back along the stoned path. A charming female voice suddenly sounded, awkwardly breaking the silence between us.

"Mr. Reid, no matter what, I have to thank you." This voice sounded unfamiliar.

I looked over and saw Aaron. Standing next to him was the secretary that Sawyer brought along; I didn't manage to see her clearly before.

The girl looked a little familiar, but I couldn't recall who she was at the moment.

I pulled Yana along and was about to go over to greet them, but before I could get close, I saw the girl tilting herself towards Aaron.

Her voice sounded tender. "Ouch!"

Apparently, she had sprained her ankle. Aaron, who was a gentleman, reached out and lent her a hand.

There was nothing wrong with this scene at first, but when I saw the girl taking advantage of the situation as she leaned into Aaron's arms, I subconsciously furrowed my brows.

instinctively turned to look at Yana. Her eyes were blank and emotionless; it looked like she was

felt angry for her. I

the both of them. When Aaron saw me, he instantly pulled away from the woman. He said to me, "It's cold outside, don't

"Yana's over there. Go and

Yana's name, he frowned and pursed his lips. He wasn't pleased at my request but he couldn't find a reason to

he nodded his

leaning on him was a little startled when she saw me. She

young lady and found her

you still remember me?" Her voice sounded from

at her. My eyes fell on her delicate makeup; I couldn't

treated his employees well. This young lady was dressed head to toe in luxurious fashion brands that were all from the current season. Her

we know each other?" I couldn't remember where I had met this lady, but judging from how she acted around Aaron just now - frivolous and pretentious, I didn't have much reason

lightly, her charming face exuded delicateness. "We met each other four years ago in the capital, back in Miss Moore's nightclub. You and

a long time ago, so naturally, I had no impression of her. "What's your name?" I

replied. "I was still in university then. At the end of that year, Mr.