My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix smiled apologetically at her. "I need to work and Mom's not feeling all that well. So, we can't go with you. Anne, you're still young; you not only have to read books, but you'd also need to see the outside world. Thus, we've entrusted your travel responsibilities to Mr. Saunders."

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I looked at Hendrix and thought what a cunning, old fox he was!

After we had our breakfast, Hendrix sat on the sofa in the living room leisurely and seemingly not in a hurry to leave.

I asked Fiona to watch over Anne as I prepared to leave. I turned to look at Hendrix. "You're not going to the office?"

He raised his eyebrows, "I'm waiting for you!"

I was stunned. "I'm not going to the Roberts Group."

He nodded and walked towards me, "I know. I'll take you to the hospital, then I'll head to the office."

"But I can drive on my own. It's not far either!" "It's snowing heavily. It's not safe!"

Since he was so determined on sending me there, who was I to refuse?

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looked over and was startled

raised her hand and gave Pedro a few pats. Then, she said to us with a smile, "You're

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a pause, he looked around the ward before his gaze fell on Pedro, who seemed to have fallen partially asleep again.