My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The escaping nurse and bodyguard had played their cards well. They changed flights in between and went somewhere else. Freya had spent a lot of manpower and material resources to bring them back to the city in two weeks, and had them imprisoned in the Reid Manor's basement. Compared to the crazy way I was at the beginning, I was much calmer now.

The man, who had been tied up and beaten black and blue, and was now kneeling on the ground, was the bodyguard who had taken the child away at that time. Aaron's guards had interrogated him for a day and a night, but they did not get any useful information.

I looked coldly at the bodyguard, who was dying. The smell of blood rushed to my nose, but I was calm.

Aaron stepped forward, grabbed the man's hair, and forced him to face us. Then he moved his face closer to the man's face with a cold smile. "Tell me the child's whereabouts, or die. Choose one."

One of the bodyguards' eyes was so swollen that he couldn't open his eyes. The blood on his forehead flowed down and he looked a little horrible. He gasped in a low voice and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes met mine.

but this bodyguard was

He obviously knew something.

punched the bodyguard's belly. The guard groaned in

bloody saliva fell to the ground, and the smell of blood in

the handkerchief from his

gave a signal. Someone brought a large bucket of cold water and poured it directly on the bodyguard's head. "Argh!" The cold pain made the bodyguard raise

from his pocket, looked down at me and said indifferently, "Let's go. You are still resting, and you can't stay in such a cold place for too long." Somehow, at this moment, the

dagger from Aaron's men, and plunged it into the bodyguard's chest without

dagger tightly and