My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Once the door opened, it was hard to close.

Countless flashes of light beamed at me. They could not wait to take pictures of me or anything related to me so that they had something to comment on the Internet.

"Madam, we might have to get out of the car." A bodyguard said, his voice breathy and shaky from panic.

Even though I was under the protection of two bodyguards, the group of reporters were like a pack of hungry wolves; they definitely outnumbered us and we only stood to lose if we left the car.

The road was blocked, and there was no way for us to escape.

Numerous cameras and video cameras were directed at me, interrogative voices mixed with abusive words filled my ears. They could not wait to force me onto a stand, coercing me to confess to the things they wanted to hear.

The phone in my pocket vibrated vigorously. I knew now, without a doubt, that I had been exposed to everyone.

Hendrix was calling me.

Subconsciously, I reached to fish out my phone but I lost my grip on it and dropped it somewhere.

by them, it was enough to scare me

behind him. After opening a path amongst the crowd,

reporters' words, I lowered my head, thinking about how Hendrix had secretly protected me for so long, but that all seemed

of Evan, who was Hendrix's special assistant who followed him everywhere,

"Evan, the Robert Group and Granger Group have been openly and secretly fighting with each other for years. Is it

anything. He helped me walk out

both Mr. Granger and Mr. Roberts? I heard

a pot of dirty water that was splashed onto

Evan frowned and

door closed with

in the eastern suburb, which was a city away from our usual

car, Evan took me directly into the bedroom and told me, "The doctor will come soon. You should wash up first, and I'll ask someone to prepare something to eat." After that, he left without another

begun in Jarold City, but the air

closet - all of

to the bathroom. After a long while, I felt the warmth seeping back into my skin as I