My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He lifted an eyebrow. "My hand hurts."

That was all he bothered saying. I decided to just follow along despite my doubts.

Andrea stood there, her delicate face a little pale.

After being busy with the Lancille Village project for a few days, I was glad to finally have some days to rest.

With Thanksgiving approaching, I was thinking about asking for leave from Sebastian to go back to the capital.

The past few days, Anne had been calling me saying that she missed me. And in truth, this mother missed her child too.

Saturday afternoon, Hendrix had an appointment with Sebastian to talk about the upcoming events relating to the Lancille Village project. With some time on my hand, I planned to pack up in the villa and then go back.

However, I didn't expect Andrea to call. "Arianna, do you have time?"

to me, so I refused immediately. "No, I'm

you want to talk to me about

simpered. "It's not a big deal. I just heard that you froze to death some time ago, so I wanted to comfort

phone. How did she know about

concern,

you don't have time. I wanted to talk to you about what happened that day. Since you are busy,

matter since it happened. I haven't kept up and had almost forgotten about

speak plainly." I was running out of

I secretly found someone to investigate. I accidentally found something. But since you are not interested, then forget it." "Send me the location!" I got up and went to the bedroom to

acknowledged me indifferently then hung up

when I arrived and had already ordered a cup of coffee. She made quite a

squint in her eyes. Then she gracefully took a sip of coffee and raised her eyebrows at me. "This coffee still tastes good when it's bitter. With sugar, the taste

gritted my teeth at the dig. I didn't like bitter things, food

silent, I said impatiently, "Miss Burton, are we just here to drink