My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He let out a mirthless laugh again. "Don't try to scare me. Don't think that I don't know what you all have done. You rich people should give us more money. Our money was taken away through all of your black- hearted means. You guys are just some black-hearted businessmen."

His words didn't make sense at all. I frowned. He had probably lost his mind, and I knew better than to provoke a madman.

Earlier, I was too busy strolling that I didn't notice that I was at a place with very few people. It was not Jarold City, nor was it Asherton. Hendrix had not arranged any bodyguards for me. At the moment, I could only find a way to escape by myself.

"Believe it or not, your sister committed suicide. You know better than me the reason why she committed suicide. She was a girl that was encumbered by you and your parents, she had long lost her normal life You are the cause of her death."

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He took out a knife from his coat and he came running towards me. My eyes widened. It all happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to react.

a moment, I only felt like falling into despair. I had no ability to escape at

getting nearer, my limbs went weak. My consciousness was telling me to dodge it, but my body couldn't move no matter how hard I

to hell!" His voice echoed in

stunned me. A few seconds later, I heard a man

I calmed down and looked back at the man who was approaching me with a knife, I was shocked. At that moment, the man was on the ground, being beaten up by two men. And beside me stood Tobias, who looked at me as if he was looking

that?" He sneered. "I thought Pedro's daughter would be used to this

obvious sarcasm so I didn't take it to heart. Being safe and sound, I let out a sigh of

hand to wipe away the sweat on my forehead. I

just looked

already looked down on my cowardice, I didn't want to get

blue. He held his head, begging for mercy, "It's my fault, Mr. Hayes. I won't do it