My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I leaned back against the couch. I did not even feel like opening my eyes right now. I just reached out and caught the phone with my sixth sense. As soon as I did, I felt the phone vibrate.

I peeked at my notifications. Jordan had already responded.

"I don't care about these boring things."

The messages that Mullen had sent were, "I got discharged. I'm home now."

One would never respond if they were not interested. Jordan might seem annoyed, but that was not the case here. Not at all.

I replied calmly, "Really? I thought you'd want to know what I'm doing."

After waiting for two minutes, there was no response from the other side. He was probably ticked off that I had exposed his true intentions again.

This was just how I wanted it.

It was not fair that I had to suffer from being separated from my family while he was having the time of his life. What goes around will always come back around.

Now, I needed to calm down. I was planning to ask Tobias for help in finding out how Hendrix was doing. Although he might turn me down out of fear of angering Jordan, money was always a great motivator. I strongly believed that if I could offer him a high enough price, there was nothing he would not do.

Sadly, when I called him, there was no answer.

"Five percent of the Roberts Group shares. That

enough, he

busy lately that

knew, but he was asking

I needed

Hendrix is dead or alive," I said

Tobias asked with an intriguing

you, there's no way the job is that easy." Since we were talking business,

Seeing that I was not in

Hopefully, you won't be that

froze

it

"Haha, what are you saying? I've always been at you and Mr. Roberts beck and

really did not want to hear any

news about Hendrix. However, it did not come from Tobias but rather a gossip magazine. The media was honestly sometimes quite amazing. Considering Hendrix's status, it was only fair for his story to make it to the front

was no joke either. "Wise

Hendrix was supposedly

It made sense.