My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

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I kept quiet. Before I could respond to him, I pressed the call button.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached. Please call again later."

I repeatedly called him several times, but the result was the same.

Throwing the phone aside, I sat down on the sofa dejectedly, looking up at the ceiling and sinking into deep thoughts.

Irvin had called at the right time. Perhaps it was only then that he had the chance to get access to a phone. However, he'd just said a few words, and suddenly he'd been cut off. Perhaps someone broke in and disconnected the phone.

However, there was no doubt that Irvin was still alive.

Although I still did not know their motive for bringing Irvin to Mesville, it was good that they didn't hurt him.

But why was Irvin so opposed to me going to Mesville?

he told me the news about my child, yet at the same time, he tried his best to bear this responsibility alone. It seemed that

was the only person who knew the whereabouts of my child. But he'd still insisted on taking risks, even though he'd known that there were too many of them. What

missing child, which was why he had stopped me from going

was coming close

was correct, then the only reason Irvin forbade me to head to

that bodyguard would

my fists and rushed to the basement again. Aaron didn't know what was going

but the smell of blood still lingered in the air. The upper part of the bodyguard's torso was wrapped in bandages, and he was lying

"Leave," I ordered.

Aaron behind me, and went out

out too. I need to speak to

was worried about me, so I

moment of silence, Aaron was convinced. He walked out and closed

room was completely silent. I stepped forward and looked down at him. My voice was

eyes, and the next second,