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

figure out what was

let things be if she had made a mistake. Hendrix didn't lose his temper in front of me but instead quickly sent me away to

know about the death certificate. In that case, why wasn't he surprised when

DNA from that corpse, and I am not related to

things

forgotten the past, all

enemies I had, and if I

strung along

I sat in the corridor for a while before I returned

he saw me. He smiled and greeted

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

poured out some water into the empty

you recently gotten into any conflict with

"No, I haven't."

wrong by accident? Perhaps a business-related

operated according to the law,

possible criminal motives, but they still couldn't

suddenly turned his attention towards me, he began questioning me, "Miss Reid, were you in the car at the time