My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I had never thought that they would hand over the business of Lawson Group and Moore Group to me. I said instinctively, "Mom, you know I don't like working in that environment. Sawyer and Freya are both very capable, they are more than enough. I still have my plans for the future. You don't have to rush to hand over the business to me!"

Fortunately, Valerie respected my opinion. Although she was disappointed, she only let out a sigh and said, "My child, this will happen sooner or later. You are the daughter of the Moore Family. Some things belong to you. You can't just hand them over to other people."

I knew where she was coming from and didn't argue back.

I hung up the phone with a heavy heart. I had never thought about such a scenario happening soon. Now that it was brought up, I felt at a loss. I put my phone away and saw Hendrix was still reading.

After all, it was my fault for going out without informing him and Tobias broke my phone so I came back so late. I knew it's was my fault for making him

second to realize that Hendrix was deliberately causing a ruckus. He dropped the book with a loud thud, sloshed water around as he poured it, and

to say anything, because I knew that he made so much noise out of a temper tantrum. Even worldly men like him were sometimes unbelievably childish. He made so much noise just to make

not understand? When I still did not react, he upped his ante, retrieving a calculator and kept pressing on zero.

in exasperation. "Hendrix, why are you so childish?" A nearly 40-year-old

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lowered his head, letting out the laughter he was holding back. His shoulders were shaking.