My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

However, when I turned around, she suddenly stopped me and said, "I thought you would talk to me!"

I hesitated for a moment, but I turned back to look at her. When I saw her black eyes, I was stunned for a moment before I said, "You're not cut out for business."

Once again, she nodded. "I know!"

I pursed my lips and looked at the painting in front of her. It seemed that the painting was not for the purpose of the bid, but rather leftover from the past. Someone probably felt it was beautiful, so they left it up on the wall. It looked a little sad, but it was still beautiful.

"Do you like the color black very much?" I asked. To tell the truth, I didn't want to come into contact with dark things anymore.

She nodded in response. After staring at the painting for a while, she looked back at me and raised her eyebrows. "Are you from the Roberts Group?"

I nodded. "Yes!"

she said. "The man beside you is your

lips and was not too

paused for a moment and lowered

not suitable for you. Since that's the case, why don't you do your own thing? The only thing in this world that can cure us is

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they came out and saw me talking to Wendy. They frowned

stood on the spot, and Hendrix approached me. "Do you know her?" he asked, looking

changed the subject.

at me. "There is a celebratory dinner in the evening.

to follow him around 24 hours a day. I nodded and looked in the direction in which Wendy left. I

another; they would know that the other person did the same. Just like Wendy, when she saw

pit little by little to make ourselves seem normal again. Wendy was right.

as me. I didn't know what Wendy had gone through, but the darkness and fear in her eyes