My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2165

"Clearly, you don't understand what's happening here!" Enraged, Lucas reached for his waist. The outline of a gun was vaguely visible from where I

was.

"Not so fast." Quinn reached out his hand and stopped him.

"Why?" Lucas was obviously confused. "Can't you see? These people are playing us for fools!"

Quinn smiled without any shame on his face, his eyes followed Hendrix all the way around, and said, "As expected of the richest man in Zuckerburg, you're so thorough in reading thought people and things. On behalf of our organization, I thank you for your kindness. Well take it into consideration."

After a brief pause, he tilted his head and then looked at me. He said with an appreciative expression, "Regardless, whether we do cooperate or not, we won't forget your help today. Please look forward to our good news, Miss Reid."

He then stood up and nodded briefly as a form of goodbye. He then turned around and walked out."

Baffled, Lucas was frozen in place for several seconds before he moved. "What are you f*cking doing?!"

He hissed and followed reluctantly.

The roar of their sports cars resounded from outside, as though they were channeling Lucas's rage. A long while later, the night was peaceful again. "Godd*mn jerks," Aaron cursed and went back to his seat. As he tidied up his clothes, he muttered to himself, "Was that guy gay or something? He was feeling me up, for f*ck's sake!"

After so many years, he still couldn't watch his language and didn't know how to restrain himself in front of the children.

I shook my head helplessly and pretended not to have heard anything. I seized the opportunity to ask Anne about the situation, "Have they approached you before? How come you didn't tell us about them?"

"It's okay, mom." Anne was very optimistic. "I'm supposed to take care of the club, so I decided to try and deal with this matter by myself. I didn't expect them to come all the way here. Sorry for the trouble."

I had always struggled to be closer to Anne because of her sensibilities and her encompassing politeness. It seemed that whatever I said to her was merely considered lip service, which didn't really help in the real world. I sighed silently.

"You should apologize," Hendrix said softly.

Anne turned to face him. She obviously hadn't expected Hendrix to get upset at her for this. After a brief moment of contemplation, she apologized, "I'm very sorry, Dad. I'll do my best to prevent it from happening again."

"Do you think I'm upset with you because you couldn't handle those two guys?" Hendrix looked and sounded serious. He was the same when he had lectured Wynn, no one else was allowed to interrupt him.

Wasn't it?

Puzzled, Anne frowned and didn't reply.

The temperature around him dropped a couple of degrees in a matter of seconds as Hendrix stared at her. It was only then did he slowly open his mouth and say, "Mr. Clark."

Josiah had been standing in the corner. Upon hearing his name, he stepped forward and said, "Present."

Josiah furrowed his eyebrows and kept quiet.

Meanwhile, Anne's grip on my hand tightened.

It surprised me that Hendrix had suddenly wanted Josiah gone.

"No reply means yes," Hendrix concluded. After that, he got up and went upstairs. "Have a proper farewell."

He strode up the stairs with his long legs and disappeared from the corner of the second floor in a flash.

After he left, Anne showed a hint of reluctance and asked me about the situation subtly, "Mom, did Mr. Clark do anything to upset dad?"

"Oh, come on, who wouldn't have?" Aaron said sarcastically.

I looked up at Josiah, and as usual, he was still honest and upstanding, with no aggression in sight.

However, we couldn't judge a book by its cover, so maybe Hendrix had discovered something about him.

"Don't worry." I patted Anne's hand soothingly to ease her mind. "I'll ask your dad about it." "Alright," Anne said with said gratitude. "Thank you, mom."

"Silly child." I gently patted Anne's head, just like how I'd treated Aurelia back in the old days. Right at this moment,Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

we were the closest `

had ever been, none of her abject politeness and distance were separating us.