My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

With that, Milleon got up and walked out before I had a chance to be courteous. His footsteps were swift, as though he was afraid that I would keep him here to get to the bottom of things.

Seeing his comical demeanor, I couldn't help but laugh. This man was becoming very interesting.

After picking Anne up in the afternoon, I immediately told the driver to take us to the Moore Villa.

When we entered, a few servants stood in two rows parallel to each other at the door and addressed us respectfully.

Greetings were exchanged.

I didn't know if I was being too suspicious or not, but I found the atmosphere in the house a little odd. We were just going to have a meal together, but all these servants were standing by, it seemed quite exaggerated.

"You're back," Valerie announced. She had been waiting in the living room for quite some time. The moment we entered the house, she came over to hold Anne and gushed, "Anne, did you miss me?" "Yes, Grandma! Why haven't you come to visit me for such a long time?" pouted Anne.

"I had work to do. When I get my salary, I'll buy some beautiful clothes for you. Do you want them?" teased Valerie.

work and buy them by myself!" Anne

child. Well, I'll be waiting for

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on an armchair in the middle of the living room after snuffing out the cigar in his hand. He was making tea at the time. His movements were slow and meticulous. He was in his fifties and his every move exuded the charm of a

down on the sofa next to him, and

in acknowledgement and placed one of the cups of tea in front of me.

while smiling and nodding slowly, I added, "It has a sweet

and poured another serving of tea for

couldn't win her over, so she followed along to tutor her. As

he ordered, without batting an eye as he blew on his tea cup leisurely. He didn't

a family dinner

the sound of footsteps could be heard from behind me. The proclaimed 'guest' had already

was dressed in a white shirt and a

my mind was in a mess, and I couldn't remember anything about this person. I could tell