My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I stood there as usual while smiling, wanting to see if she had anything else up her sleeve.

Estella's voice was getting smaller and smaller, barely louder than a mosquito's buzzing. After a moment, a sobbing sound came faintly from the spacious corridor. Looking carefully, as expected, Estella's body was shaking, as if she had been greatly wronged.

She muttered, "Miss Reid, I'll gladly take anything if you wish to punish me. But please don't make light of the company's business. I'll send the documents for Mr. Roberts to sign first, and then I'll come back to help you, if you insist..."

If one looked carefully, they would see a few sparkling tears sliding down her face, delicate and sorrowful.

Unfortunately, she was no Ophelia. I did not feel sorry, but instead found her rather laughable.

"Oh, Miss Zanes... If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten that Hendrix used to be too focused on his work to take care of himself. It's lunchtime now, so he can take the opportunity to rest and recuperate.

finished speaking, Miss Zanes raised her head and wanted to refute me. Our eyes met, and when I

lest she was taken as just a harmless

obviously stunned for two seconds. She then took a step back and pulled away from me. She said stubbornly, "I am certainly very considerate for Mr. Roberts' health, I..." "You what?" I noticed that she grasped the lunch box in her hand, and my

that lunch box many times. If she dared to admit that she had been delivering food to Hendrix all this time, it would mean that she was a pretentious woman, coveting Hendrix since long

Estella reluctantly looked away, her exasperated look covering up all her previous

He had probably been here since just now. After listening for a while, he decided to come forward. He said to Estella in a cold tone, "Why don't I know that Mr. Roberts has an important document to deal with now?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website

panic. Facing Evan, who was firm and