My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1963

Cyril was on cloud nine. "Wynn, I have lots of other yummy food. There's hamburgers, fried chicken, cake..." He listed almost every unhealthy but delicious snack that existed. Wynn however, turned a deaf ear to him.

He looked at the candy in his hand with a contented smile. It was obvious that he wasn't interested in anything else. Cyril furrowed his brows, feeling emotionally exhausted.

I quickly said, "Let's not keep Freya waiting. Wynn is a very picky eater. He doesn't fancy quite a number of food items."

Cyril nodded, he understood. He then led us to the private room.

Once Freya saw us, she ran towards us excitedly. "You're finally here, darling boy. Let me hug you!"

Wynn took a step back. After glancing at me, he walked over to Freya, allowing her to hug him.

Freya grinned from ear to ear. "The Marshall family has always kept me at a distance for all these years. His father too. Now I finally get to hug

him.

at Wynn, love pouring out of her eyes. She looked more like Wynn's mother than

turned towards the other side of the

that Wynn still didn't know how to judge a book by

been a trainee from a very young age. He was

for a while, and then said to Cyril sarcastically, "Is the big star

comment and said, "Work never ends. I don't get to see Wynn very often. Of course, I have

leaving. What are you going to do about it?" It was as if he was trying to provoke her. Freya rolled her eyes, turned away and continued playing

the private room had been closed ever since the waiter was done serving the

straight

fallen

to Jennifer. They were related by blood affer all. Who knows how things will develop

has dismissed Jennifer from her position in the Roberts Group. With such a big change in the company's upper management, there should be a big shift coming

has already recovered his memory. The Marshall family has done

"What do you

enough. Hurry up and leave. How am I supposed to run my business if your maniacal fans keep blocking the doors?" Cyril wanted to stay, but he couldn't refuse. He had no choice but

asked, "Have