My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was a little speechless. "Mr. Milton, why are you playing with fire? You had a proposal prepared in advance, then me to make another one. Now that it's almost time to present it, you've given me yet another new one. Do you think I can memorize everything within a few minutes?"

He said calmly, "You won't know unless you try."

I had nothing more to say.

I glared at him in resentment. I really didn't want to talk to him anymore. I looked down at the auction plan and was particularly surprised.

I looked at him, stunned and asked, "Did you do this? Or Linda?"

He glanced at me but ignored my question. "It's your turn next."

I pursed my lips and went back to studying it carefully. I had no choice but to do my best now.

"The next bid is from the Milton Group. Please get ready," said the emcee on stage.

a little. The new proposal looked good, but I'm not prepared

broke out into cold sweat, and my

mine. I blinked at it for a moment then looked up into Sebastian's dark eyes. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

probably in an attempt to console me, "Don't be nervous. Even if the bid fails, you can still

please, don't pretend to be

clear,

smile off of his face. I might've if it weren't for where I was

me, I sneaked a peek over

not noticed earlier, was openly staring at us from not too far away. His eyes were gloomy and I shivered at the coldness in his gaze as he looked at the both of us. Needless to say, he'd

everything!" Sebastian said in a low voice. "Do you think that he will

off my anger and said as calmly as possible, "Don't worry,

that way the whole time. It was obvious that he'd grabbed my hand on purpose just so Hendrix would see it. That

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