My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I nodded and thought about it for a moment. Then, I looked at him and said, "During Milleon's father's birthday party, I noticed that Tyler and Serene were much closer than before. Did the Forbes and Drake families signed the contract over Bate Coin?"

A smile spread across Hendrix's face, "That's right, the fish has caught the bait. My people are already working on hacking the procedures of Bate Coin, so it won't take long to complete. You don't have to worry about a single thing so long as I'm around. Now, back to our previous topic of conversation, I'm very curious about the person who dared to go on a date with you." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

There were people who still dared to date me at such a critical time. It really was suspicious.

"Santiago," I told him seriously. "A foreign Western man from Mesville, who had just returned from overseas. Also, Pedro seems to be interested in cooperating with the Jenkins family."

"I see. Evan will check it out later," Hendrix responded.

"All right," I replied.

I nodded obediently, but I caught a glimpse of Hendrix grimacing rather fiercely. Although it was only for a split second, I saw it clearly.

"Hendrix? Are you alright?" I asked. I fixed my gaze on him and I stopped smiling.

"Hm? What?" Hendrix said. His expression returned to normal. He looked at me innocently and then revealed his exhaustion. It seemed that he had deliberately aimed the camera at himself so that I could see him furrowing his eyebrows together. He sighed deeply and explained, "I've been very busy these past few days and I haven't been able to get some good rest. I really could use some sleep."

when I heard him say that. Seconds later, I replied faintly, "Just hang up the

up at the screen and said, "You too.

"Alright," I murmured.

returned to the call log screen. I sat motionlessly as my heart sank to the

concealing his emotions. No matter the situation,

the one who had been with him for ten whole years, I knew him like the

well. How could a man who demanded perfection feel

intuition told me that Hendrix was hiding something from me because he didn't want me to be

flashed through my mind. I picked up my phone

messaged, "Go get the car right now. I want to go to the

done packing, she was already waiting by the roadside

into the passenger seat next to her and said to her rather tensely, "Get me there

words, Mullen revved the engine, stepped on the accelerator, which lurched the

minutes. to arrive outside the Roberts Group building. I rushed up, without caring if

floor was lit with