My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

His family members were all dead, but their murderer was asking to let go of the small grievances. Who could easily let it go?

"I don't know much about Hendrix's matter. Besides, we're divorced. I can't say anything about it." I could not smile any more. There was no expression on my face, and I tried my best to maintain modesty to show Eddison respect.

Eddison's purpose was crystal clear. He wanted to test the relationship between Hendrix and I, and also wanted to inquire about Hendrix's determination from me.

They had obviously exchanged information with Sebastian. They knew that Hendrix was just furious for me and the children, so naturally, they would not believe in our divorce easily. After all, if the divorce was true, they would lose their best bargaining chip to tie Hendrix down.

Since Eddison had come personally, it proved that they were still afraid of the Reid family's power. I naturally had no need to cower and let them have their way.

speaking, Eddison's smile froze and his wrinkled

manner spread in

and my every nerve was on

intend

time, Eddison turned his anger into a

let go of my clenched fist, allowing the wind to dry the cold sweat on my palm. I wasn't as calm and fearless as I looked. It was like the Sword of Damocles was hanging over my head. Every second was

Charles. Although he was one of the most well known officials, he was really sinister and sharp- tongued. In order to protect himself, framing Hendrix's parents had not been enough. He had easily robbed four people of their lives, including those from the Attwood family. Yet at this moment

reason why Dalton, Hendrix's grandfather, had refused to tell him the

game of the mind. Fighting with beasts was like gambling with one's life. If one was not

here today, and I won't bother you. I happen to have a meeting later, so