My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The lady at the front desk blinked at me in astonishment before taking the money and nodded repeatedly. She was very efficient. In a short while, she had fruits and cakes distributed to the people who had created a scene in the hall. Except for the security guards who were guarding the elevator entrance, all the other security guards helped in distributing food and had sat down naturally amongst the crowd, starting to chat with them.

It happened to be around lunchtime so reporters were beginning to show up one after another. Due to to the lessons learned from the previous time, the reporters who came were pretty restrained.

After a while, the lady at the front desk ran to me, and said frantically, "Mrs. Roberts, these people are not Sonia's relatives at all. Someone paid them a hundred dollars a day to come here and create a ruckus These people are all strangers who dance in the park. When they heard that they'd get a hundred dollars a day, some of them even brought their grandchildren here, to get more money."

Upon hearing that, I was stunned for a moment. I originally thought that these people would at least have had some kind of relationship with Sonia's family, but now it seemed that the people behind this simply wanted to create some trouble for the Roberts Group.

of a way to record a video of them, and then give them twice the money to make them leave. Tell them that they should tell other people that Sonia has committed suicide. As for the rest, as long as it does not affect the interests of the Roberts Group, just

desk nodded and left. I couldn't help but wonder who would go through so much trouble to smear the Roberts's reputation.

and Sonia's parents are the only ones left. You are really smart. The people in the hall became quiet in an instant. Those ill-intentioned reporters came in vain today, and they even helped to publicize the

and my gaze fell on Sonia's four-year-old child in the hall. The child looked a little frail. I didn't know if I was overthinking it, but I had a feeling there was something about the

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tone, "Mrs. Roberts, my name is Estella Zanes. You can just call me Stella. It's my honor to

and saved her contact After a while, I received the video

this is not good!" In an instant, the originally quiet hall suddenly became noisy

in pain. Then, I looked toward Estella and