My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2211

I had gotten very impatient. Hendrix then rolled up my trousers and began to massage my calves.

This reminded me of a saying, "If a married man attempts to please you, it's either because they have done something wrong or they are being led astray."

When I thought about this, I reached out and tried to grab his arm. But just then, his maic voice whispered to me, "I had a meeting with Jordan today. He wanted me to run a counterfeit money ring with him."

My hand stopped midway, I then placed them down weakly. Luckily, he had mentioned it just in time. If he had taken even a second more, I would have acted very differently.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"The government is really strict when it comes to fake money. How dare he suggest committing such a crime?" I asked.

Hendrix massaged my feet while he explained casually, "It'll be difficult to trace the source if he only supplies it to other countries. He's very smart. He plans to use Zuckerburg as his base, but he won't do anything that will actually violate local laws. Even if his illegal business gets discovered, he won't be extradited." "He's also the one who provoked Quinn and Lucas. His goal is to make the police suspect the Roberts Group of printing illegal money. They intend to get the police to constantly observe me and restrict my movements. It's a very dark time now, everyone's in danger and under surveillance now. They are all expecting to take the fall."

This was how the world was. You wouldn't be rewarded even if you were a good person your entire life. But rumors were dangerous. If enough people believed rumors about you being a criminal, thousands more would immediately brand you as one without any proof.

You need to be mentally strong to be a good person.

If I were Hendrix, I would be terribly disappointed. After so many years of hard work being a conscientious entrepreneur, having paid so much in taxes as was due and providing jobs for so many people, only to end up like this, all because of two horrible foreigners. Despicable.

"A good person doesn't fear the dark. I believe in you, the whole family believes in you. That alone is enough." I looked at him and said earnestly, "Hendrix, you must remember that you will never be defeated by someone who doesn't care as much as you do."

Hendrix narrowed his eyes. He then stood up and kissed me gently on the forehead. "Don't worry about it, Mrs Roberts. I'm going to take a bath now." After that, he turned around and went into the bathroom. Not long after, the sound of the shower running could be heard from the bathroom. I finally felt at ease after talking to him about it.

Later, when I leaned against Hendrix's chest and was about to fall asleep, I suddenly realized that he only explained his meeting with Jordan. What about the matter from last night? What did Agustin and Andrea do to have made him so angry?

After thinking of this, I was suddenly wide awake. I looked up and noticed that Hendrix was already snoring. So I decided to ask him about it now.

I hugged him tightly and suppressed

my urge to ask him about it. He was

very good at diverting a person's attention. It took me so long to

realize!

I found some answers from our conversation tonight, but not all of them.

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I was awakened by the sound of Minnie knocking on our door. I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. It was barely seven o'clock in the morning. "What's the matter, Minnie?" I asked, unable to fully open my eyes.

"A military officer says he wants to meet with you. He's been waiting in the hall for some time now," Minnie exclaimed.

I wouldn't be getting any peaceful sleep this morning either.

I mumbled to myself and decided to handle this like an adult, "Got it. Go and welcome him in for now. We'll be down soon."

After a long sigh, I mustered up the energy to open her eyes. I turned my head and noticed that Hendrix was asleep from his snoring.

I blinked and when my vision cleared up, I realized that he was having a nightmare. His brows were tightly furrowed as though he was stuck in his nightmare, unable to wake up from it.

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I reached out and tried to wake him up, Hendrix suddenly opened his eyes, which scared me so much that

I almost screamed out loud. held

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I froze for a few seconds. He turned to look at me, then asked with a confused look on his face, "Why are you up so early?"

"There are guests downstairs." I said, "What were you dreaming about?"

Hendrix looked downward and quickly tried to play it cool. He sat up on the bed and said, "Nothing."

"Don't we have guests? Let's wash up and head downstairs. We can't keep them waiting for too long."