My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1748

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.

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. As his secretary, you're bringing work to him during his rest. Have you ever considered

and wanted to refute me. Our eyes met, and when I looked into her red eyes, my gaze became even more unyielding. I didn't try to avoid her and instead, I questioned

hold back, lest she was taken as just a harmless

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

very well that I had seen that lunch box many times. If she dared to admit that she had been delivering food to

away, her exasperated look

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

showed a trace of panic. Facing Evan, who was firm and tough, she could not say

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