My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Oscar laughed flamboyantly. When a person felt particularly smug, they tended to forget themselves.

He stretched out his hand towards me, preparing to pull me into the private room. I wanted to avoid it, but Dahlia blocked my way. There was no way for me to keep away from him.

I felt appalled, not wanting to be touched by this disgusting middle-aged man.

I broke out in a cold sweat, and could not help but be disgusted. I wanted to push him away.

But before he could do anything, my arm was pulled tightly towards someone's chest.

Hendrix uttered, deep and fierce, "Leave!"

The people around were stunned for a moment. Oscar's hand, which was about to reach out and towards me, hung stiffly in the air.

He retracted his hand slightly and laughed awkwardly, "Hahaha, we've caused Mr. Roberts to wait for too long, let's take our leave!"

almost half of my

raised my hand and rubbed it. Hendrix's low voice approached me. "What's

and said

her gaze seemed sinister as she looked

women. Earlier, I didn't know why she suddenly wanted to be friends, but I knew now.

like Hendrix was untouchable, the

in Dahlia's mind, despite her being ordinary, she still felt like she

man like Hendrix was

private room, we ordered drinks and began to sing. Several middle-aged men came up to

girls in

to accompany him. Hendrix pulled me to sit by his side without requesting any ladies of his own. As for the other four men or so, they asked for women immediately. Soon, a group of beautiful and young girls came to accompany them

became somewhat scandalous and despicable, and Dahlia couldn't help but start to mutter

he found an excuse to

himself, he knew that his end goal was to