My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Facial recognition was required to access the president's elevator. Since Hendrix was not around, I had no choice but to access the staff elevator. Those gossiping ladies came over too. When they saw me, they finally stopped talking!

"Mrs. Roberts!" I was stunned to find somebody greeting me. I turned around. It was Estella. I smiled in return.

As the staff elevator door opened, I squeezed past the other employees into the elevator. Since they knew who I was, they stopped gossiping about Hendrix and me. Instead, they began chatting with Estella. It was easy to tell that everybody liked Estella. She was pretty and friendly after all.

I got out of the elevator when it reached the floor for Hendrix's office. Then, I was dumbfounded to find that his office could only be accessed via fingerprint recognition.

Hence, I had no choice but to call Hendrix. As soon as I grabbed my phone, the glass sensor door opened. It was Estella.

She looked at the door before directing her gaze at me and said, "Have you been busy, Mrs.

Roberts? Why haven't you been visiting Mr. Roberts lately?"

at the documents in her arms. Those had to be reviewed by Hendrix. "Yeah, I have a lot of

then made her way to the office while carrying the documents. I tagged along. Strangely, it felt as if I had been granted access to the office by her... Hendrix was sitting at his desk, reviewing the documents. Estella stood beside him, quietly waiting for him to sign them. After vetting the stack of documents, Hendrix raised his hand. Estella then passed him a pen she had prepared. Both of them did not say a single word. While working, they had a

stood still beside the door, staring blankly at them. I felt they had

me. "Aren't you tired of standing?" he said while

Miss Zanes standing too? I

Estella and said, "You may leave now. I'll get someone to send these documents to

once I'm done."

me. After that, she nodded and

smiled and hade me

so quiet the minute Estella

said, "Prolonged standing is bad for

worries, Mr. Roberts," I said. "I've always been in a good state of health. A few minutes of standing won't hurt me. You're as busy as a bee. I can't

Then, he stood up and looked at me. "Arianna, do you have to talk