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?

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

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

was something that made Irvin more worried than my missing

thought that maybe, I was

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

bodyguard would

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

was wrapped in bandages, and he was lying on the wooden bed, breathing heavily. Most of Aaron's men had gone out, leaving only one guard

"Leave," I ordered.

subordinate glanced at Aaron behind me, and went

too. I need to speak to him alone,"

was worried about me, so I comforted him, "This guy is going to die. What can

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

and looked down at him. My voice was cold and indifferent.

bodyguard suddenly opened his eyes, and the next second, he struggled to sit up from