My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

As soon as the officer said this, everyone rushed into the club and headed straight for the wine cellar.

We knew that no one could stop them. Worse comes to worst, we would have to accompany Anne to the detention center. Since we were innocent and since the police had no evidence to prove that Anne was behind all of this, they could only detain her for a maximum of forty-eight hours.

No matter what Quinn had planned to do here, I would definitely do everything I could to protect Anne and not let her get involved in this.

I remembered when I had failed to accompany Monique when she went through these hard times. Now, I wanted Anne to know that I had her back.

All of us stood in front of the wine cellar. I patted Anne's hand while controlling my own emotions. I hinted to her to remain calm and told her that no matter what happens, I would always be there for her. "Open it." The police officer couldn't wait any longer and hurried over to the front.

The employee who had the keys glanced at me and Anne. After giving him permission, he took out the keys and unlocked the door.

While turning the key in the lock, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking from inside the wine cellar.

Even though we were outside, we could hear it very clearly.

All of the policemen stood on guard. They took out their guns and aimed it at the heavy door. Then the police officer pulled the employee to the side, made eye contact with his other colleagues, then kicked the door open.

"Bang!" The door slammed against the wall and swung open wildly.

alcohol and the floor was soaked with all kinds of wine and liquor. It was flowing towards the door. Even the basket in the corner that had wine in it was scattered everywhere. There was shattered

in the middle of the wine puddle. His trousers were wet, his suit was ruined. The only thing that looked decent on him was a white shirt. His tie was hanging loosely around his neck and there

the policemen crowding at the door. He had a bottle of whisky in

taking a swig of the

to shout as loud as he could to stop him but it was too late. The bottle hit the wall and shattered into pieces along with some

puddle of was

liquor on the

floor.

was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted

on the other hand, looked innocent and simply raised his hand to wipe his lips.

know how to react to his annoying yet somehow

nearly laughed

to say,

illegal smuggling and these officers have even applied for a

search our

see." Hendrix answered faintly, "What a coincidence. A little accident just happened and now all the