My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Evan found an old document with Irvin's grandfather's signature on it, but I'm not sure yet."

Hendrix was a man who liked to keep a low profile. If he was not more than 80% certain of something, he would not tell me about it.

It was no wonder that Irvin kept telling me to be wary of Hendrix. He must have known what happened that year, so he'd tried to confuse me before Hendrix told me anything.

I was not used to suspecting others with malice, especially Irvin. However, contrary to my belief, he was not the person I'd thought he was.

All of a sudden, Evan's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Sir, we're ready."

Hendrix murmured a response and hung up the phone. "I'll call you tomorrow..."

I brought the phone in front of me and saw that it had returned to the dialing screen. Looking at the only call record, I had mixed feelings in my heart.

Hendrix was not worried about my situation at all.

not his fault. After all, this was my own

the image

watched until I eventually

woke up again, it was ten o'clock in the morning. There was no major change in the weather in Mesville during the

the door and went downstairs, intending

castle was empty, except for a few foreign servants who'd arrived last

their best to get me here, but they didn't prevent me from escaping. I didn't know whether it was because

which made him look like a gentleman. My fate was in his hands. I knew that being afraid wouldn't change anything, so I just calmly walked over and sat in the seat

clever. As soon as I sat down, he served me the same

other hand, had been paying close attention to Irvin's

to Hendrix on the phone last night, I had been trying to figure out if Irvin had

I can't help but feel that you are about

and closed his lips without looking up

regained my senses. Then, I calmly said, "I don't understand.

with his dark eyes, he said