My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Soon after, the police and ambulance arrived.

"Police, out of the way! We do not want people causing any disruption!"

The police cleared the scene, then went forward and pulled Hendrix, who was in a daze, away. "Please cooperate with us and leave immediately." Hendrix stood up expressionlessly and walked towards me.

Behind him, the police checked if Trent was breathing and reported to his colleagues, "He's not breathing and has entered a state of apparent death."

We went to the police station to make our statement. At three in the afternoon, we received news that Trent's heart had stopped beating.

The Roberts had no other relatives, so Hendrix and I handled everything. When we were finally done, it was already late at night while it was daytime in Mesville.

As soon as we stepped out of the police station, Hendrix's phone rang.

No sound came from the other side of the phone, which made Hendrix's face fall. "Why did you do

that?"

knew who it

who would call and pretend

an aura that resembled death. The resentment he radiated was impossible to

his protection than Johannes, who was merely biologically related to

his fist in my hand to let him

something into the phone. Before Johannes could finish, Hendrix had tossed his phone

was the person in

quick to investigate the case. By the next day, the case

had regarded the car

to organize Trent and his wife's

and acquaintances in Ucrebury Dalton had

I were resting in the inner hall after entertaining those who came by to give their final respect, Evan suddenly

even raising his head, Hendrix asked in a tired voice, "What did

is as concluded

suddenly lost control of it, and Mr. Trent and Mrs. Kennedy couldn't avoid