My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The elderly man looked at me and said with a smile, "No, I can't. Don't underestimate this place. There are a lot of cars coming and going in a day. The boss had instructed that the cars outside are not allowed in without his orders. I have to obey his orders. This place may look desolate, but it's still important for me to keep guard."

I asked curiously, "Why are they still guarding this abandoned factory? Are there still people working inside?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know. There are only a few designated cars which come here all the time. Those who are allowed to enter occasionally are informed in advance. It is really strange because there isn't any working office in this factory, but these people always come and go. I have gone in a few times and found nothing. I heard that the boss has set up a live broadcast room here. Usually, there are some girls or children coming in to work, but I can't see them clearly because I have bad eyesight."

I nodded slightly. It seemed that they were being extremely careful. On the surface, it seemed that they were using an inconspicuous elderly man to guard the factory. But in fact, they had very strict control over the people who were allowed to enter and leave. This meant that very few outsiders had the chance to enter this place.

However, since I knew about this operating room, it would not be difficult for me to find out about the rest.

and called me over. After getting into the car, I chatted briefly with him,

was already afternoon when I got back to town. My stomach was growling because I hadn't eaten for a whole day. Perhaps, it was because I was pregnant. I walked into a restaurant and took out my cell phone

habit to switch my cell phone into silent mode when I was busy. I had missed some calls from Hendrix and Wendy. Hendrix must have called to ask if I had eaten lunch. I felt that it wasn't anything important,

with a faint smile, "Mr. Roberts,

It seems that you didn't eat

getting more and more childish. I had to report my whereabouts to him at all times

to go and take a look at the operating room. I just came back from there and arrived at the restaurant. Don't

indignantly, but didn't scold me, "Didn't I prepare breakfast for