My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I looked at Aaron, in hopes of eliciting an answer from him. But apparently, no such miracle happened.

Only two things would drive strangers to hit it off on a first meeting, those things were money and profit. It wasn't hard to guess why they were here.

As the saying goes, a person with a high ranking is liable to get attacked. After forging its way into the top five economies in the world, the Roberts Group, the country's largest company, was known worldwide. It was difficult to get a share of its business.

Those from the business world would show up twice a day with proposals to collaborate and hoped they would be the lucky ones out of a million others. From beginning to end, the decision was in the hands of the Roberts Group.

However, these two were clearly not interested in playing by the rules.

Hendrix didn't take them seriously. He looked calmly at Aaron and gestured for him to explain further.

Aaron was slouched on the sofa then propped up his arm and impatiently massaged his temples.

"So, Anne isn't going to run a club? Don't know who exactly sent them the information, but these two gentlemen here insisted on joining us."

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top mafia organization in the

it might only thrive within Jarold City, a business that operated on tight margins.

Anne?" Hendrix

replied,

here, I thought to myself. Gangsters had no morality nor shame. Keeping

paying attention, I quietly tugged on Hendrix's sleeve, asking him to keep the men away

tell me to take it easy. He looked like he already had a plan in

suddenly thought of something and said quickly, "Evan, come here for

knew that I wanted to stay under the radar, so he stooped closer to listen

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pointed eyes narrowed his eyes as

was the Roberts' residence after all, so he didn't go too far. As soon as he noticed me staring at him, he began to smile for no reason. I got

peeking from upstairs. This little one was really bold to do this. Even a child from an ordinary family would cry for his mother after seeing a black man. She, however, was