My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1962

The tip of my nose felt itchy, and tears gushed out of my eyes uncontrollably.

How sad it must be for him to hide away in a lonely corner of the inte to express how much he misses his mother.

Suppressing the emotions in my heart, I reached out to hold the little boy in my arms, I patted him gently. "I will always be with you from now on."

The child didn't understand why I had changed my mood so fast in such a short time, but he listened quietly. He raised his little hand and patted me on the shoulder from time to time. He comforted me like an adult would. He didn't know this, but the sadness he had spread wildly in my heart.

I had no idea how long it took for me to calm down.

When I stepped outside, I immediately spotted Evan waiting by the car.

Before Hendrix left, he said that he would arrange for a chauffeur, but I didn't expect it to be Evan.

Seeing me with Wynn, Evan opened the door and took a step back while respectfully greeting me, "Miss Reid."

Then he smiled and said, "Master Roberts."

Wynn was very close to Evan. "Mr. Clark!"

After bringing him to the car, I asked, "Evan, wouldn't it be too much trouble for accompany us? You must be so busy."

"It doesn't matter, the master will be worried if it were anyone else accompanying you." Evan was very humble.

He was the one who had gathered those documents. Logically speaking, he should have known that I wasn't Arianna, but he was still so respectful of me. I couldn't help but feel a little strange at this.

But he was right. Wynn's identity was not known yet. Hendrix had to ask someone he trusted to accompany us.

It made sense. "Evan, please take care of us today."

Evan smiled and helped me close the door to ensure that I wouldn't get caught in it.

Without another word, I bent down and sat inside the car.

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"Arianna!"

Although Cyril called out to me, he was looking at Wynn, intentionally or not and had wanted to hug him.

I saw what he was doing. Before he managed to, I quickly pulled Wynn over to the other side and avoided him. I smiled and said, "Mr. Zimmer."

When an adult was meeting a

stranger for the first time, he still needed some time to adapt, never mind a six-year-old child. Hendrix allowed me to bring him along because he trusted me, so I wouldn't let him be spooked.

Cyril knew that I had seen through his intentions. He scratched the

back of his head awkwardly and

chuckled. "Freya is waiting in the private room."

After that, he bent his body, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed off a kind smile. "You're Hendrix's son, aren't you? I am Mr. Zimmer!" Wynn curiously poked his head out and rolled his eyes at him. "Yes, I am."

Cyril grinned from ear to ear. He took out a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to him. He whispered, "Do you want it?"

If it weren't for the fact that I knew that Cyril was rich, I would probably think that he was some creepy uncle who was up to no good.

Wynn liked sweet treats, but he held

back. When he saw the candy, his small eyes stared at it for a second before he reluctantly turned away. He looked up and asked for my permission, "Madam Reid

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I pursed my lips and smiled. I took the candy and placed it in Wynn's hand. "Mr. Zimmer gave this to you. You can have it, but what should you say?"

Wynn looked at Cyril and muttered, "Thank you, Mr. Zimmer."