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!"

his arms, almost half of my body attached to his. It

and it felt a little painful. I raised my hand and rubbed it. Hendrix's

head and

to Evan's side, her gaze seemed sinister as she looked at

know why she suddenly wanted to be friends, but I knew now. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

Hendrix was untouchable, the kind of man

mind, despite her being ordinary, she still felt like she was special and attractive. She was a

her mind, only a man

room, we ordered drinks and began to sing. Several middle-aged men came up to us. Clearly, they were here to have a wild night of

manager to send a few girls in to drink and sing

man of integrity, so he didn't request for any girls 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,

became somewhat scandalous and despicable, and Dahlia couldn't

so he

knew that his end goal was