My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Milleon's words were exactly what I wanted to hear.

"Well, I look forward to working with you," I answered.

A handshake later, the matter was settled.

Even while bidding farewell to Milleon downstairs, he still held on to my hand and thanked me profusely, "Miss Reid, we were destined to meet. From now on, we're good friends. If you need anything, feel free to let me know. Please don't hesitate!"

"I won't. Off you go." I smiled as I sent him off. I was inexplicably relaxed.

This person lacked self-restraint, but he was an uncomplicated man. I could tell that there was no need to beat around the bush when dealing with this kind of person.

came over abruptly and reminded me, "Should I report

know personally. He loves entertainment, so he'll definitely be interested in this," I said leisurely. In the afternoon, I got off work early intentionally. Before returning home, I picked Anne up and we went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for the meals we were about

adjust his schedule and come over, that was up to him to decide. After all, Mullen was secretly keeping watch, so we could meet up almost every day.

and slept in the office's dormitory for the sake of Bate Coin. So during dinner,

picked up a piece of abalone for Aaron while grinning and

eyebrows raised as he

in front of his chest and leaned back onto the chair leisurely. He asked faintly, "What's with the sudden interest, what intentions are you hiding? Tell me, what the devil are you

meant that you're very clever, and that you're a lovely, smart little devil!" "Really? Thank you, Uncle Aaron!" Anne gushed while playing, satisfaction painted

"Again with Mr. Clark. Anne, aren't

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