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.

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