My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The truth would come to light.

We freshened ourselves up and went out again to look for Trent.

The living room was empty; Trent nowhere to be found.

I grabbed a maid and asked, "Where is your master?"

The maid lowered her head in respect. "He is asleep."

Hendrix raised his gaze to glance upstairs. Although it had been years since Hendrix moved out and he rarely came back, he still remembered where Trent's room was.

We went upstairs and stood outside Trent's room. Hendrix raised his hand to knock on the door. "Uncle Trent?"

The corridor was quiet, and there was no answer.

Hendrix looked like he expected this. He smirked, yet his gaze seemed cold. He led me downstairs to the living room to wait.

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If the servants hadn't told me, I would have thought it was a dream." "Uncle Trent, you should rest earlier if you're

20 years. Another 10 hours

guilty as he forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter. I

pay more attention to your health, Uncle Trent. I lost my parents at a young age. Once my business in

Before he could say anything, Kennedy said, "You were raised by Master Roberts. We didn't do anything. Just take good care of your own family.

think

time." .

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been fond of Hendrix. She even publicly said that Hendrix was an

Kenedy

I think we should take you to Jarold City so

few relatives left in the Roberts family." Hendrix leaned on

in Ucrebury for most of our lives. We really don't want to move anymore..." Trent and Kennedy didn't want to live with Hendrix. No matter what Hendrix

was quietly observing