My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The man's gaze lingered on my face for a while, then he quickly shifted it away. He said respectfully and politely, "I just wanted to ask if anyone has been leasing houses nearby. I think the environment in this area is pretty good. I'm planning on renting a room for my boss."

"I don't know much about this. Why don't you ask the property management? I can help you get their number," I offered.

This man felt rather amiable, so I turned around and went back to the house to ask the servant for the management's contact before handing it over on a post-it note.

The man received it very politely and said earnestly, "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. We'll have to look out for each other if we become neighbors," I quipped.

"Yes, of course," he agreed.

The gentleman responded politely then left without a word.

It was just a small interaction, so I did not think much of it.

It was not until two days later when the same BMW vehicle appeared again. I happened to notice it when I carried Irvin's cat out to play with it in the front yard. This time, it stopped at the exact opposite of the villa's entrance.

The door opened, and the first person who came out of the car was the one who had approached me the other day.

Following that, the man went to open the door of the back seat. Two other males, one bigger sized than the other, got out.

already seen me. "It's the pretty aunty!"

grip and the boy ran

a road between us. I was afraid that something would happen to the child, so I immediately put the cat down

his small head to look at me with a smile on his face. "It's so good

did you forget? I live here," I beamed as I rubbed his bed of hair, and I let

the other day and children didn't have the best memory. Moreover, this villa and its surrounding area was nearly identical, so it was

he

hearing this, Wynn frowned straight away. He unwillingly released his little hand, pouted, and walked

grabbed one

very sensitive creatures. He must have sensed Hendrix's

these two interacted with each other was highly inimical. He was such a

age, and

Hendrix and I were only acquaintances. I could not have say in how others taught their en, so I could only think about my

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while before turning around and

they entered the house,

who was following them turned around and walked towards me.

Evan, and

seems that