My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Sebastian had also taken notice of Hendrix and Evan's movements. As if he had seen through us, he tossed the gun in his hand to the ground with a smile and collapsed onto the chair. "Let's fight to the death then. I won't feel too lonely with you guys in hell with me," he laughed.

I took a deep breath as I watched him laugh like a maniac.

It didn't matter if we lived or died, but the children were still on the island. We hadn't come back from a narrow escape just to sink into despair again.

Hendrix suddenly instructed, "Evan, take my wife away and have her stay with my children."

"Understood!" Evan nodded respectfully and then helped me up. "Madam, come with me."

I didn't know what Hendrix was going to do. I shot him a blank stare. I couldn't leave him alone.

Hendrix knew me well enough to know that I would not leave. He turned his head and said with a smile, "The two kids are less than a year old."

I was stunned by Hendrix's decision. At this crucial moment of life and death, he still hadn't forgotten that he could use the children to force me to make a concession, to force me to live. Looking into his smiley eyes, I clenched my fists tightly. "Don't worry."

After that, I got up and prepared to head back with Evan to take care of the children.

I turned around, Sebastian's upset voice rang out. "Hold

final say here? Do you really think you can

my tracks and

low voice rang out, "This

document that you've always wanted I'll hand it to you in exchange for letting Arianna stay with the children. Otherwise, will have to tear it up

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on exploiting the oil industry to make a comeback, so this was an opportunity he could not pass up. He only thought for moment before saying, "Okay, allow this just once. Arianna can leave and be with the children one last time. You

piercing to the ear. I unconsciously clenched

the document, "I've done what you asked for.

Evan guarding me, we rushed back to the Marshall

wasn't that he couldn't deal with an emergency, but the premise was that he needed enough time

not have any habitable areas. If Hendrix couldn't leave the place in time, he would be blown

of this, my pace slowed

worry.