My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Freya roared her loudest. With the help of the loudspeaker, everyone finally stopped, but I nearly lost my hearing.

The crowd looked at us and the hall suddenly quieted down.

Freya wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, she put the loudspeaker to her mouth and continued speaking into it. "I know you're foreigners..."

"Wait. Let me be direct. I have to remind you that you're in Zuckerburg. Don't bring your culture here. I'm giving you ten minutes. If you don't leave my club in ten minutes, I will make sure you have a one-on- one meeting with the police."

After she said this, she cursed quietly, "F*ck! I haven't even settled the score with all of you and yet you had to come here on your own accord!"

The thugs looked at each other in dismay. They had yet to realize the seriousness of the situation.

in the streets of the capital of Zuckerburg was enough

public and the police would be happy to cooperate with us

men

tactics. After some consideration, she finally called most of the thugs out, leaving only a few

and I walked in to comfort the staff. Only then did we begin to negotiate

Andrea's arrogance was nothing

the Skull Organization's support. "I know that Quinn is supporting you. Go back and tell that little sh*t to stop causing trouble. If this happens again, forget about

"Arianna, this is all your fault. How could you treat Mr. Quinn like that? I came today for my own I personal reasons. This has nothing to do with him. Mr. Quinn will be very unhappy to hear

about us? Would we be

worry won't let you get what you want." Andrea crossed her hands in front of her chest, brimming with confidence. "I'm here because the owner of the club has agreed to this.