My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He frowned slightly. "What kind of passion and motivation do you want?"

I was speechless for a moment. I was wrong. I shouldn't talk about romance and passion with an old pedant, I thought to myself.

I put on a fake smile and said, "It's hard to describe. It's getting late now. Aaron should have arrived by now, it's unreasonable to let him wait for us."

After that, I pulled his hand away from me and got into the car, putting this topic aside.

However, I was a little confused. I had seen Estella's face blush and her heart ripple with love. Could it be that she liked someone else? Maybe that was why she'd rejected this guy.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Aaron was already seated. Maybe he'd gotten impatient waiting for us, so he had already ordered food for himself. Looking at the half- eaten food on the table and the bottle of half-finished wine, my lips couldn't help but twitch. "Mr. Reid, you are really becoming less and less mindful of your image." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the waiter over. He looked at us and said, "I'll fill my belly first,

sat down in front of him and asked, "How's Uncle

to him. He has been clean and honest

and Aaron talked about the recent market situation, and then they started drinking. I was going to ask him about his relationship with Yana, but Hendrix had always reminded me not to gossip about other people's family affairs, so I decided

as I came out of the compartment, I heard a woman saying, "I take pity on Andrea. First, her

audacity to steal his friend's woman, what a scamp!" "That's right.

looks, they must be two of the notable socialites in

I couldn't agree with their

Mr. Saunders? Josiah?

slept