My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I paused for a while, then said, "I'll not meddle with anything that has to do with the Granger Group and Irvin. If you think of me as a true friend, then please, don't force me into something that goes against my

principles. I have no interest in business, and I will not do Hendrix wrong."

After I hung up, I tried to collect myself for a while. I saw that Anne was fast asleep behind me.

I was supposed to take my postgraduate finals, but after procrastinating, I've missed the exams, so I was rather free now.

In the evening.

Hendrix came back, looking incredibly tired. My guess was that he was drunk the entire night.

I was neck deep in my pool of thoughts when he walked into the living room. He placed the keys down then approached me to give me a hug. He murmured softly, "Why didn't you call me?"

I was surprised to hear that, and I looked back at him. My gaze landed on the stubble he had. He hadn't been shaving. "I was worried that you're busy. I didn't want to disturb you."

He tucked his head on my shoulder, "Nothing is more important than you."

asked while looking around the living

bedroom. She had a fever this morning." I pondered about asking

in his arms. "Josiah stopped

mumbled a 'yes'. After a moment of silence, I raised my head and looked up at him, "I saw the news this morning. The Roberts Group purchased a lot of Fantasia's shares. Is the company

man was too smart

turned dark immediately.

together for a moment and said again, "I will take care of the business. Don't

very gentle, but it was obvious that

didn't want me to get involved. Men were

my lips and casted my gaze

at my fingertips, I fell silent and exhaled lightly, "Okay, just don't

to the study to finish it. I'll be down later to keep you company." Then, he went

some noodles, and

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no idea what the other person said, but the tip of his pen was pressed so hard against the contract laid out in front of him that the ink made a blot on the piece of paper. His eyes darkened, and he noticed that he

his pen even tighter, pressing it against the contract even harder. "Are