My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya shook her head in disdain, showing her contempt for my public display of affection.

I ignored who had the power over the situation and did whatever I wanted. I had suffered enough because of my depression in the past.

Alwin was probably provoked by Hendrix's sudden leaving. He pulled a long face and threw his glass on the table. Then, he said sarcastically, "There's nothing wrong with young people with a strong personality. I'm just afraid they'd go out of line and will eventually have to be taught a lesson."

I smiled faintly and looked at him, "It depends if that someone has what it takes to teach him the lesson."

"At least for now, you don't."

Although I didn't utter the last part, my lower gaze was enough to express my disdain.

Alwin let out a cold laugh and did not continue to pester me about this. A cunning businessman would not be foolish enough to offend two reputable persons on the same day.

Zellweger,

elder,

well. He was born proud, and he does not bow down to anyone. Apologizing is

left with me. When we reached the door, she suddenly paused and turned back, reminding Serene with a smile, "Miss Forbes, don't forget to pay the bill when you leave later. Although I'm somewhat associated with Mr. Roberts, you still have to pay what's

was from

pressure

Freya smiled with satisfaction before ushering

the room, I nudged Freya's arm and

doing? There were so many people in the room, but you insisted on asking Serene to pay the bill. Weren't you making her pay

with a half-smile, "Get the manager

surprise, "Well, haven't you learned the

a profiteer!" Freya curled her lips into a wicked smile.