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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hadn't told me, I would have thought it was a dream." "Uncle Trent, you should rest earlier if you're tired." Hendrix said, his lips curled slightly upwards. Then,

waited for more than 20 years. Another 10

looked guilty as he forced a smile and said, "It

health, Uncle Trent. I lost my parents at a young age. Once my business in Jarold City stabilizes, I will still come back

raised by Master Roberts. We didn't do anything. Just take

have to think

time." .

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Kennedy had never been fond of Hendrix. She even publicly said

Kenedy were

is right, but I think we should take you to Jarold City so that we can take care

have a few relatives left in the Roberts family." Hendrix leaned on the sofa and tapped on it

really don't want to move anymore..." Trent and Kennedy didn't want to live with Hendrix. No matter

was