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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organization in the

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

Anne?" Hendrix

Aaron replied,

to myself. Gangsters had no morality nor shame. Keeping her away from them would be the best

I quietly tugged on Hendrix's sleeve, asking him to keep

nodded. He looked at me as though to tell me to take it easy. He looked like

of something and said quickly, "Evan, come here for a

very perceptive. He knew that I wanted to stay under the radar, so he stooped closer to listen

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pointed eyes narrowed his eyes

he noticed me

was really bold to do this. Even a child from an ordinary family would cry for his mother after