My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Rowane's paled when she saw Naomi holding the knife. She was afraid and took a few steps back, nearly dropping the fruits in her hands on the ground. "Miss Attwood, what are you doing?" Rowane asked in fear. She leaned against Hendrix and seemed to have gained some confidence from this.

Naomi ignored her question. She suppressed her anger and said to her, "Return me my stuff!"

Rowane was puzzled and did not understand what she was talking about. She asked in confusion, "What do you want?"

"The bracelet!" Naomi bellowed, "Do you think anyone is qualified to wear my grandmother's bracelet? Why are you so shameless? When Grandfather is confused, do you think you can trick him to get the bracelet? Miss Zanes, aren't you embarrassed?"

Naomi's tirade attracted other people. Tina ran over, not knowing what had happened. She asked in bewilderment, "What's going on?"

put the knife down!" Rainie said. She cautiously reached out to take the knife in Naomi's hand, but Naomi refused to hand it

said angrily, "You should mind your own business. This matter is between me and

no one else knew what was going on. They could only stand aside, frowning and looking at the

to her senses as well. After all, there were so many people here. It was impossible for Naomi

saw it with their own eyes. Why did you say I've cheated your grandfather? What? Do you have a reason to take back the things that the Attwood family had gave? If this situation were to spread out to the public, I'm afraid the reputation of

really changed my view of you. You kept rejecting his feelings but you are still reluctant to part with the benefits he was giving to you? What's wrong? When you see me wearing the bracelet, were you jealous? Did you think you have the right to take it? Did you call Naomi for help and asked someone else to do your dirty work? A word of advice, you should take whatever you want yourself. Just say it out loud and I'll give it to

the same time. Seeing that Naomi was about to retrieve the bracelet, I raised a hand to stop her. I looked at Hendrix,

one who didn't want you to have the bracelet. It wasn't me who ordered her to do it. Firstly, I have nothing to do with Hendrix. Whoever he gives