My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She always smelled like lavender.

"I heard that Naomi went to Oakland. What is she up to?" Dahlia opened her mouth and asked about Naomi instead.

I replied, "I'm not sure about it!" Since she was unwilling to tell me her purpose, I decided to play the waiting game with her.

As expected, after a moment of casual conversation, she said, "I heard that Mr. Roberts is looking for a new business partner to collaborate on the Al project. I wonder whether he has found his business partner yet."

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and said, "I don't need your help. I'm looking for you just to introduce you to someone." Somehow, I felt a

I had drunk just now and realized something was wrong. I looked at her and asked,

"Nothing, it's just something to help you sleep well. It's

up and leave, but I did not have any strength at all.

I would find myself in an abandoned factory. However, surprisingly, I found myself in a room that

got out of bed. I went to the living room but didn't see anyone. I heard the sound

the other room was filled with the Holy Cross and Bible. Dahlia was praying in front of a

knew that it was impossible for me to leave at this moment, so I went to the living room and sat down. There were three rooms and one living room in her house. One for herself, one was a chapel and the other seemed to

except a coffee table, not even a sofa. It didn't look like a home at all. Rainie

I guessed that she probably didn't have a