My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2020

Hendrix briefly explained his plan. Theoretically, the plan was to go deep into enemy territory, and if everything went smoothly, he could also find out the mastermind's secret hideout.

After hearing this, Aaron reluctantly dispelled his concerns, but he still looked unhappy. He stared at us with an annoyed expression on his face, as though our presence was making him uncomfortable. "Knock, knock..." Suddenly, a maid knocked on the door.

"Come in," Aaron said coldly.

It was the maid who was standing in the hallway earlier. She had made some hot coffee and entered the room. The room was filled with its pleasing aroma.

She greeted us politely. Then the maid turned towards Aaron and asked, "Mr. Reid, I've made the coffee just as you requested, do I leave it here or send it to your room?" "Forget it." Aaron waved his hand and stood up. He walked towards the door and said sarcastically, "I'm going to be stuffed to death here, why bother drinking?"

He disappeared after that, leaving the maid standing there, with the tray in her hands. She didn't know what to do.

I burst out laughing and quickly explained to her, "You can take the coffee downstairs. Let him have his sleep."

"Yes, Madam."

and left with the

to prepare for was the meeting at Jordan's art gallery where the exhibition was happening tomorrow. I felt a

room.

stood up, Hendrix grabbed my

I blurted out, "We're meeting that devil of a man tomorrow, and Aaron is not the only one who needs rest. After all, this was supposed

didn't understand what he meant at first. Then I became

could he still think of that

would've let Hendrix suffer and get revenge on what had

clearing up my thoughts,

flashed an

the bed is much too small, sorry but

"Good night, sweet dreams!"

was so direct that it didn't

The next morning.