My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Wouldn't it be better to die than to fall in love with someone who didn't care?

After a moment of silence, I turned to leave while he stayed where he was.

There was nothing better to say as this had always been my goal.

Even if it was an underhanded thing to do, when backed into a corner, I would do whatever was necessary to protect my loved ones.

There was no need to consider honor and dignity when dealing with a villain.

The next day, I woke up early and got ready to go out for some fresh air.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw the unwelcomed guests, Quinn and Lucas, sitting in the living room.

The two men had dark expressions, and there was a gun on the table in front of them. Upon seeing me, Lucas stood up and pointed the gun at me, "You b*tch! Tell me, was this your plan all along?" Because of my relationship with Jordan, the two of them were civil to me at first. But now, one was aiming a gun at me while the other was just coolly observing, showing no intention of stopping the conflict.

his room. He stood beside me, peered down at Lucas, and said in a low voice, "Didn't anyone teach you

kidding me? C*nts? I dare you to say that again!" Lucas was already agitated in the first place. After Jordan offended him, he immediately turned off the

he spoke, he took

then casually strolled past Lucas' gun

hand, did

and managed to get to the dining room

on our door, something must have happened. I must not

of that Zuckerburg girl's scheme! She was the one who didn't let us have guns. Otherwise, we wouldn't

shifted his gaze to the breakfast Minnie prepared. He calmly place the napkin on his lap, picked

bite of his

explained nonchalantly as he

his breakfast with his knife "Getting rid of their guns without any effort they could only surrender when

Moanna is indeed brilliant."

the reason those gangsters wore suits and ties was just for the club's image. It didn't occur to