My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1943

"You've found out." Jennifer paused before she continued righteously, "I was the one who applied for it under your name. What's wrong with that? You know that I've been sending people to look for her up until two years ago when they finally found her remains. I was afraid that you and Wynn would be saddened at the news, so I dealt with it myself."

Hendrix's gaze turned cold as he adjusted his necktie.

A person like him, who had always been quiet, had his own small tells to hint at how terribly upset he was right now. Although I was standing at a distance, I could sense the surge of murderous intent emanating from him.

Hendrix snorted, "Many people have told me that Arianna is still alive."

Jennifer scoffed and shot Evan a disdainful look, "Did Evan say that? Or was it the good-for-nothings of the Reid family? The body that was found had been tested. It was Arianna. What's there to doubt?" Hendrix lifted his chin arrogantly and uttered casually, "Both parties claim to be right. In this case, I will investigate to find out more about the woman who looks exactly like Arianna."

Hendrix's voice was cold and frightening. Jennifer was shocked by it.

Panicking, she exclaimed, "Hendrix, you don't believe me?"

"Action speaks louder than words, don't they?" Hendrix cast her a meaningful glance and walked towards the door.

I immediately came to my senses and hid behind the safety exit next to me.

As soon as they left, Jennifer's agitated voice rang out as she made a call, "Go and find out who Hendrix has been with recently! Don't leave anyone out!"

I slipped away in silence and arrived at the entrance to grab a taxi.

the way, I thought about what

still couldn't figure out what

Hendrix didn't lose his temper in front of me but instead quickly

case, why

and I am not related to Wynn by blood. Was this

lost my memory, things

the past, all this trouble would

would clearly know whether I liked children, what enemies

strung along by

I arrived at the hospital, I sat in the corridor for a while

notes, then he saw me. He smiled and greeted me,

over to the side of the bed while Irvin explained the situation to me, "The police want to know more about

and poured out some water

have you recently gotten into

"No, I haven't."

maybe you've said something wrong by accident? Perhaps a business-related conflict

always operated according to the law, and we value honesty above all

criminal motives, but they still couldn't come

he began questioning