My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"What about those human lives? Do you know how many families will be destroyed, and how many people will be killed if all of these drugs are sold?" I asked.

Jordan's eyes became strict. He stared straight ahead and replied without any feeling, "Everyone has to pay for their own choices, and no one is exempted. Strong ones survive and weak ones get eliminated. That's all."

"But they shouldn't be given such a choice in their lives!" I was so angry that I started to reason with him. After that, I realized that it was a waste of strength. I had no choice but to hold my forehead and smile bitterly.

"Don't be like this, Arianna. I don't think you are fragile at all." Jordan suddenly spoke as if he was trying to calm the tense atmosphere.

I have to calm down.

I kept telling myself in my heart that being calm was the only way I could continue to fight against this cold creature.

I suddenly thought of Hendrix. Was it because he had been here too, and seeing all of this made him decide to come up with a plan?

I knew that I shouldn't have thought about him. Sometimes, we wouldn't know what our fates would lead us to. As soon as this idea flashed through my mind, the elevator in the distance opened. Evan was holding on to someone and could barely stand without his help. It was none other than Hendrix, and I noticed that his face was very pale.

He was breathing heavily, and there was an injury on his left chest. There was a large area of blood. He looked up, and our eyes met. After a second, he quickly looked away, and his fierce gaze fell upon Jordan.

He was in a much worse state than Hendrix, but his eyes were fiercer. Same as Hendrix, his

being stabbed over and over again. It was so painful that I couldn't breathe. I choked and

corners of his lips. He smiled coldly and said,

glanced at him faintly and then pretended to be surprised. "Oh, did the

Jordan could have put on a

purpose, and of course, he was

blew through my back. I suddenly recalled the scene when I got in the car at the door of my house where Jordan sent a message to

that I thought about

planned everything from the

to visit and interfering with Hendrix's business was all just a trap. He deliberately took this opportunity to let me see Hendrix

said that everyone had to pay for their own

on this island were not the only innocent ones,

stupid to believe

would abide by the rules of the game, protect

to care