My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Just as I was caught in a daze, Johannes took notice of the commotion and slowly turned to look at me.

His gaze was directed in Hendrix's direction. When he glanced over, Hendrix's eyes still looked cold and angry. The pair of father and son, who had been separated for more than 20 years, had finally reunited in such circumstances.

But no one appeared surprised when Johannes' gaze met Hendrix's. It was as if they already knew of each other's existence.

Johannes even smiled as he gently lifted the champagne in his hand, raising a toast to Hendrix through the air.

This gesture undoubtedly irritated Hendrix. His face was extremely dark, and his hands that had been hanging by his side had been clenched into tight fists.

Each individual played an important part in their respective areas. Any riot would be treated as terrorism by security.

I understood Hendrix all too well. I didn't hesitate at all as I ran towards him after seeing the rage-driven veins bulging on his face.

"Don't."

Just as he lifted his foot to make a move, I held on to his fist.

his teeth in anger. Ten seconds passed before he let out

distress flashed through his eyes. He then looked back in Johannes's direction. He couldn't bear to do what he wanted to and instead, pulled me out of the

at the back, Hendrix finally calmed down, his face appearing

His

had resurrected? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have written this off as a hallucination Hendrix had

a loss for response due to this sudden revelation and

him like a block of wood and

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at

has finally revealed himself.

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