My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 269

By then, the call was already connected. Hendrix put it on the speaker, and Josiah's clear voice came

through, "Hendrix, what's wrong?"

"Arianna lent you my clothes before, didn't you? Give them back to me after cleaning. I want to wear

them," He went straight to the point, unbothered.

He truly was heedless.

I could almost imagine the look of Josiah on the other end of the line. There was a silence from the

speaker before Josiah replied, "Are you out of clothes to wear?"

Hendrix answered, "Not quite."

"Forget about it then. I don't know where I've kept them," Josiah was equally unbothered by Hendrix's

bluntness, and he wanted to hang up the phone after that.

Josiah's attitude was getting on Hendrix's nerves, so he said in displeasure, "Then find them! Arianna

bought them for me. Do you think it's appropriate for you to hold them?"

"Well, I fit in it. So, why not?" Judging by his reply, it seemed like Josiah was in a foul mood too. There

were some noises in the background.

"It looks like you don't need the recommendation letter for the Mesville International Bone Cancer

Hospital anymore. By the way, do you know that it has been officially established?" After Hendrix said

this, he leaned back on the chaise lounge, poised.

"Fine. I'll find the clothes for you," Josiah replied almost immediately but still indifferent, "I'll look for

them as soon as possible."

After that, he hung up the phone.

I was speechless at how quickly Josiah changed his mind.

Hendrix kept his phone away, and he glanced at me. I rolled my eyes at him and pulled the quilt up.

There wasn't really anything we could talk about, so I decided to go to bed.

Since Sawyer and Aaron had come to Jarold City, my days were less dreary. Besides, I still had all the

jewelry that Hendrix bought me.

With the amount of the jewelry pieces, I could even open up a high-end jewelry store to sell them.

Valerie came knocking on the door one day. I invited her into the living room while Heather went to Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

make her some tea. I was much more at ease than the last time we met.

Sitting down across me, the gentle smile on Valerie's face looked the same as the one she wore on our

first meeting. Her gaze fell on my belly, fixing on it for a moment before she asked, "Your due date is

near, isn't it?"

I nodded and answered curtly, "Yes."

"That's great. The addition of a new member to the family is always something worth celebrating," said

Valerie. She didn't mind my brusqueness.

It was obvious that she was beating around the bushes. So, I didn't reply to her, and I only gave her a

faint smile.

Seeing that I wasn't buying her friendly acts, Valerie finally went straight to the point, placing a contract

in front of me. She smiled considerately and suggested, "Take a look at this. You might find it useful."

I cocked my eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

She only smiled and urged, "Take a look at it first."

I picked up the document from the coffee table, and I read through it very carefully. When I finished, I

had mixed feelings about it. Looking at Valerie, I said, "Madam Lawson is indeed one of the listed

billionaires. You're generous - overdoing it, even."

Valerie took my implication with ease, her smile unremitting, "Not really. Everything I offered you

causes no harm to you in any way. If you truly love Hendrix, I believe that you'll think about it carefully

for his future. Hendrix is an ambitious man. I believe he wanted to expand the Roberts Group's

business in Jarold City because Ucrebury can no longer accommodate his ambition."

Valerie gave me some time to process what she had said, playing with the ring on her finger. Then, she

continued, "If he wants to develop the company in Jarold City, judging from his abilities and existing

connections, it will be exceptionally difficult for him to make a comeback as in Ucrebury. We both know

that Hendrix needs external help for a promising future."

I stared at the contract in my hands and listened to her without much emotion. But at her last sentence,

I almost laughed out loud, and I replied, "I have to admit that you really know how to make full use of

your advantages, Madam Lawson. But you probably don't know Hendrix well enough. He has always

been God's favorite, and he had never wanted to receive help from others. If he really is determined to

expand the business in Jarold City, I believe that he'll be successful even without any help."

I had never doubted Hendrix's ability nor have I thought that he would sacrifice his wife and the child for

his future.