My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Their bodies were rejecting the Methamphetamine. This explained why they were in so much pain. Dread crept up my throat. "Naomi and the others, they've already gone through the same thing?"

Dahlia looked at me as she pursed her lips, her eyes hateful. I had thought that her hate was the reason for her silence. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At that moment, I didn't know what to say. I could only look at her. Whatever I said was useless, and might even make her hate me more.

I should contact Sebastian as soon as possible, and ask him to get help for them.

With that in mind, I looked at Dahlia, and said hoarsely, "Dahlia, listen to me. I'll go and look for Sebastian. He will definitely find a doctor to help you get the drugs out."

I went straight out of the bedroom after saying that. Standing guard in the hall was the same man who had brought us in yesterday.

When he saw me, he stiffly commanded, "Miss Reid, please go back to your bedroom." "Where is Sebastian?"

"Mr. Milton will be here soon. Please return to your room!"

"Can I call him?" I knew that Sebastian would come eventually, but I had to get help for the girls immediately.

me indifferently and frowned. "What's the matter? You can wait for Mr. Milton to arrive. Miss Reid, please

no choice but to wait for Sebastian to arrive since he would not listen

the afternoon. Upon seeing him, I went to him directly without a thought, "Mr. Milton, there's Methamphetamine in all

country. Moreover, there was Methamphetamine in their bodies.

doctor right away. Then, he looked at me and said, "This house can't be used for operations. I can't take them to a regular hospital, so I can only ask

go anywhere. It's not easy to shake

nodded. I realized later that there was

the people who were sending Naomi and

he came in again, addressing me, "Go back to your room and rest. We'll go home after

nodded and watched him head upstairs. Looking carefully at him, I spied a large, dark colored patch on the waist

That could be blood!

"Sebastian!" I called out.

stopped and looked back at me. His usually indifferent face was a little pale. "Is there anything

you called a doctor yet?" He didn't look like he had been

"It's just a minor injury.