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."

I frowned slightly and replied, "This is the company's affairs. I don't know much about it. What's more, he's ready to bid for it. It's a fair competition. The result hasn't come out yet. If you need help, I may not be able to help you." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

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

"Nothing, it's just something to help you

but I did not have any strength at all. Before I could come back to my senses, I'd fallen

again, I thought that I would find myself in an abandoned factory. However, surprisingly,

to the living room but didn't see anyone. I heard the sound of

that the other room was filled with the Holy Cross and Bible. Dahlia was praying

sat down. There were three rooms and one living

table, not even a sofa. It didn't look like a home at all. Rainie mentioned that Dahlia was around forty years old, but she wasn't married yet. She had

room, I guessed that she probably didn't have