My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Speaking of that, he paused. As if knowing that it was enough to persuade me, he added, "I should thank you, Madam, for handling my job. However, Matthew and others were the ones in the wrong. Hence, the compensation shouldn't be so generous."

If I didn't see all of Evan's microexpressions, I wouldn't have had the courage to stay after listening to him. I admitted that Evan was just like Hendrix. They were both ruthless wicked people who thought that money was more important than a person's life.

Hendrix was a consummate actor, while Evan had not reached the pinnacle yet. Although he only faltered for a brief moment, it was enough for me to firmly believe Hendrix's determination.

At that moment, I too forgot to cover up my inner joy. The corners of my lips curved in a smile.

Evan suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. He cleared his throat and replied, "Madam, let me just remind you that men have different pursuits at different stages of their lives. Perhaps you should just trust Mr. Hendrix. Mr. Hendrix founded the company himself. He won't destroy his life's achievements."

Evan looked quite humorous when he was trying his best to fool me.

Being kept in the dark for so long, I had the sudden urge to vent my anger. I asked knowingly, "Do you want me to stop coming in between Hendrix and Jordan's business?"

Evan kept quiet and did not deny it. "Mr. Hendrix will make sure you and the young masters live the best life."

best life?" I

"Yes." Evan nodded.

wiped the smile off my face instantly. I looked at him with no expression. "With my current wealth and the Reid family behind me, do you think I can't live a good life? What can't I buy? If that was all I wanted,

words

enough. I wanted Hendrix to feel guilty. "Tell your boss that from the moment he let Jordan attack Aaron, we are finished. It is solely for the sake of the children that I I am willing to give him a chance to start over. If he still wants to act willfully and doesn't behave properly, I wouldn't mind considering a divorce. From that moment on, he

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coldly. There was no warmth in my voice. "I'm not joking. I'm not the Arianna from ten years ago. The moment he dares to push me away, I will never let him back in." After that, I walked toward the door

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