My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Tyler Drake had always been the head of the Drake family. Back in the day, they had rapidly developed Jarold City's petroleum industry. After that, they had made various kinds of investments, causing them to earn a lot of money. Later onwards, their venture in the petroleum industry had failed, and they lost their biggest source of income. Every single time they fell into a crisis, Tyler would put in his best efforts to save them. However, they still failed to gain much of an income. Despite that, after the introduction of Bate Coin, Drake Real Estate's shares had skyrocketed, causing their market value to double.

As the secretary served the third cup of coffee, Aaron finally couldn't stand it anymore. He got up and kicked the potted plant in the corner, rustling the leaves.

At the same time, the office door was pushed open from outside, and the secretary led a middle-aged man in a wine-red suit in.

Simon Drake's hair was styled neatly. Although he was nearly as old as Charles, his hair color remained raven black. Only a few unconcealable wrinkles on his face betrayed his old age. "Aaron, why are you getting so angry?" Simon said politely as he sat down. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

A young man slowly walked in. He pulled a chair next to him and sat down. Judging by his appearance, the man was most probably Simon's son, Tyler Drake.

everywhere. What is the meaning of this?" Tyler teased him as he shut down his

caring about Tyler's future at all, had pushed all the blame onto him. In the future, if Simon were to encounter an accident, and Tyler were to cross too many people, causing the Drake family to face a crisis, the public would only

my business. After all,

harm. He probably drank too much caffeine and had too much pent-up energy. It wouldn't be good if he slipped up while meeting you

had ignored us for too long

was an imperceptible hint of a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth,

explained, "The Drake Real Estate is not a place where outsiders can just enter freely. For your sake, we even ended our quarterly report meeting half an hour

that Simon and Tyler really wanted to drive us up