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.

love pouring out of her eyes. She looked more like

inside him. He turned towards the other side of the

Wynn still didn't know

was very

played with Wynn for a while, and then said to Cyril sarcastically, "Is the big

never ends. I don't get to see Wynn very often. Of course,

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

to the private room had been closed ever since the waiter was

straight to

recently fallen out with

he hadn't done anything to Jennifer. They were related by blood affer all. Who knows

such a big change in the company's upper management, there should be a big shift

memory. The Marshall family has

stunned. "What do you

Hurry up and leave. How am I supposed to run my business if your maniacal fans keep blocking the doors?"

a seat beside me and asked, "Have you made any progress with Hendrix