My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2348

When we went downstairs, Aaron and the others had already left.

We ate something before I took a shower and changed my clothes. Then, Jordan personally drove us out.

After experiencing what had happened in the poor village last time, I didn't have much expectation for this night. He just wanted me to show up, and at the same, he was worried that I would run away, so he brought me with him.

But when the car drove into an elegant villa, I knew that I had once again mistaken Jordan's thoughts.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

When I got out of the car, I was still confused. Jordan walked around the car to my side and put his hand on my shoulder. He took me through an antique corridor and said, "Let me show you my sincerity."

I had no idea what he was trying to do.

Along the way, I noticed that there weren't any other guests in this villa. Besides two waiters, there was no one else around. I wondered how a business could sustain itself with such a small crowd, especially in Jarold City, where everything was so expensive.

Jordan's private room was easy to recognize. Some strong-looking bodyguards, holding walkie-talkies and wearing earpieces were standing guard at the door. They could monitor any slight movements within dozens of meters away.

The bodyguards there were experiences^ ones. When Jordan brought me in, they did not react at all. They stood still like robots.

The decorations in the room were different from the outside. It had modern pieces of furniture that were simple yet luxurious. The painting on the wall seemed to be forcibly added into the room, so it looked particularly odd.

After passing through another door, we turned a corner and officially entered the private room.

There was only a huge round table in the private room, and many people were seated around it. Several older people were waiting for us with impatient expressions. The people sitting on the opposite side of them were relatively young, both men and women, and surprisingly, Hendrix was one of them.

We were the last to arrive. Jordan asked me to sit down on the main seat while he stood aside and apologized, "My apologies for being late. We were caught up with something."

After that, a waiter came over with a chair, and only then did he sit down next to me.

I subconsciously glanced at Hendrix. He placed one hand on the table and the other casually on the back of the chair. He looked relaxed, but his fingertips were constantly tapping on the table, revealing his anxiety.

Jordan also noticed him and said in an unfriendly tone, "Who said you could sit here?"

One of the elders whose hair was completely gray answered before Hendrix could say anything, "You've been away recently, and Hendrix has handled a lot of things well. So a few of us made the decision and let him temporarily take over Timothy's position."

"That's right," A bald old man next to him said in a strange tone, "Everyone saw what Hendrix could do. Besides, if someone hadn't secretly reported us to the police last time, Timothy wouldn't have died at such a young age, It was a huge mess back then, and it was thanks to Hendrix for the speedy recovery of that mess. Jordan, since you don't want to meddle with these small issues, I think you should leave them to

Hendrix instead."

He mentioned secretly reporting to the police... This was probably the one when Hendrix got injured. It seemed that these people were the ones who sold drugs in cahoots with Jordan.

I knew that Hendrix was ambushed at that time, but I didn't know that someone had died. It seemed like it was much dangerous than I had imagined. But it seemed like Hendrix had won a lot of support by using the fact that Jordan had betrayed his friend.

At least he gained an advantage after going through that horrible incident.

Jordan smiled faintly and asked the two condescending old men, "What are you both trying to imply?"