My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Then came the next day.

I went downstairs for breakfast in the morning only to find that Irvin had already left earlier on.

It was not until ten in the morning when I was reading in the backyard that he showed up with his briefcase. He pulled out the chair next to me and began to work without saying anything.

Just as the servant came over with a plate of fruits, Irvin's phone rang. He answered it, glancing at me from time to time.

"Miss Reid." The servant suddenly pointed at the milk in front of me and said, "The milk will get cold if you don't drink it."

The servants in Irvin's family treated me well, so I didn't think much of it before I picked up the glass of milk and finished it in one gulp.

When I was placing the glass back on the table, I noticed that a note had been placed in its original position. I looked up at the servant and saw that he was giving me a knowing look.

I immediately understood the situation and quickly picked up the note, putting it in the pocket of my shirt.

Then, I shot a glance at Irvin subconsciously.

He happened to walk over. "Is there something on my face?"

I replied calmly. Afterward, I got up calmly and stretched. Yawning, I said, "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going back to my room to lie down

was written in the note. However, I

locked the door. I took out the note and opened it. A frown made its way

undue persuasion. Only one simple sentence was written on it, which indicated a great sense of confidence. "9PM tonight, Golden Roof

it urged me to give this

familiar to me as I repeated the name in

to ensure that I had it memorized,

I walked out, I bumped into Irvin, whose face was expressionless. My breathing quickened

in this house, so you don't have to lock the door whenever you go to the toilet." It seemed Irvin

I guess," I

and

have flitted across his mind. Surprisingly,

free to do anything as long as you're happy. I just

my mouth into a smile and feigned relaxation by spreading out my hands. "It's very comfortable staying here. You've taken good care of

was rare for Irvin not to offer me a response. Instead, he gave a

a hunch that he didn't have complete trust in me

I went back to my room early, switched the lights off and pretended to

barely took an hour before the lights in his