My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I knew that the Saunders family was wealthy; it was just that their wealth was slightly more than what I had initially expected.

It took more than ten minutes to reach the front door of the Saunders family home from the gate. Along the way were parks and natural scenery. As it was winter, the maple leaves had fallen off the trees at the side of the road; they looked bare.

The ambience became even quieter and more desolate.

In the car, Josiah's phone rang. Judging from his tone, it should be from Hendrix.

He said a few lines, then looked at me and handed the phone over, saying, "It's Hendrix."

I pursed my lips and glanced at him. I did not reach out to take the phone and chose to ignore him instead.

Hesitantly, he took it back and spoke into the phone, "Call back later!"

I didn't know what was said on the other end. Josiah muttered an agreement, then hung up on the call. It was dead silence again in the car.

The car stopped in front of a row of bungalows. A few neatly dressed people stepped out. They might be the servants or the nannies hired by the Saunders family.

getting out of the car, someone stepped forward and called out to Josiah,

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he turned to the middle-aged man leading in

man nodded and

than a dozen middle-aged men

they

stepped forward first and asked,

which had initially relaxed, immediately

I stood where I

stress response from my body, I lifted my

already sent everyone out to search for her, and I

I had used up whatever was left of my strength in this slap. There

me. Some were furious, some frowned in confusion, and others looked at the scene

hit someone?" The person who stepped forward to speak was

at her but didn't say anything. I merely looked at Josiah, strongly suppressing my anger as I said, "Josiah, you'd better pray that Anne is safe. Otherwise, I will spare no effort in the