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

was the only one who would

voice was low and heavy, with an aura that resembled death. The resentment he radiated

worthy of his protection than Johannes, who was merely biologically related to him. "Johannes, that was your younger brother." Hendrix

carefully held his fist in my hand to let him

the phone. Before Johannes

was the person

Ucrebury and had social influence, the police were quick to investigate the case. By the next day,

the

began to organize Trent and

Dalton had also done a lot of favors for many when

in the inner hall after entertaining those who came by to give their final respect, Evan suddenly walked in. "Mr.

even raising his head, Hendrix asked in a tired voice,

replied, "It is as concluded

car suddenly lost control of it, and Mr. Trent and Mrs. Kennedy couldn't avoid it, so both cars crashed into each other. There is nothing strange