My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1988

The Marshall family were very smart individuals, but unfortunately, they used it in all of the wrong places.

Regarding this crazy idea, I had nothing to say to it.

Jennifer thought that she had found my weakness and smiled arrogantly. "I know what you're thinking. You want to take the opportunity of solving this for Hendrix to win his gratitude and get rid of the Marshall family's control so that you can take control of both the Marshall and Roberts family assets, don't you? Well, you're dreaming! The professor who hypnotized Hendrix is a worldclass expert. He will never release his hypnotic control on Hendrix in his entire life!"

She paused and said softly while she placed her face in front of me meaningfully, "Take a guess. How long do you think it will be before you're replaced by the next substitute?"

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed maniacally. "He will never return to being normal again. He will be an empty shell his entire life, a cold machine that can't love or be loved!"

I clenched my fists tightly, and my whole face tensed up. I gritted my teeth and said, "You're wrong. Hendrix isn't a machine. He will resist it. You've lived under the glory of the Marshall family your entire life. You know that Hendrix has suffered so much from revenge, but you still helped your enemies to destroy his hard-earned joy. People like you are the real puppets that can be manipulated easily. Even your blood has turned cold. What right do you have to criticize him?"

"Shut up!" Jennifer was mad from embarrassment. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

I lifted her chin up and replied with a mocking stare, "You know better than anyone else whether this is nonsense."

Seeing her expression change over and over again with anger and shame interweaving constantly, her face looked resentful but she was speechless. I loosened my fist and finally left.

Six years ago, I knew that although they shared the same blood, Hendrix and Jennifer were very different.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jennifer didn't care about anyone else but herself. For her own benefit, she would keep quiet and watch as things go down.

Hendrix looked distant, but he would do anything for the people he cared about. Even if he was hurt, he was willing to carry that burden on his shoulders.

Reaching out, Jennifer roared, "Ariane, you can't leave. You have to be clear about yourself before you go!"

Getting into the car, I buckled my seat belt and ignored that annoying pest of a woman.

The car drove away. I curled up the corners of my mouth and smiled. I got what I came for.

It couldn't have been anyone else to have hypnotized Hendrix. It was Nathan.

People who only cared about their own selfinterests would willingly give up other people for their own sake.

Just as I was about to search for information about a world-class hypnotist, a message popped up.

It was from Hendrix.

"He's arrived."

He wanted me to come home.

Before breakfast, I had sent a message to Aaron, asking him to bring Aurelia home for dinner and to get a taste of Hendrix's cooking. Seeing that it was a rare opportunity to tease Hendrix, Aaron agreed.

I've forgotten to remind him that Hendrix wasn't easy to fool.

Thinking about this, I told Mullen to drive faster in case the two of them began fighting again.

I rushed into the living room from the front door, but the atmosphere in the room turned out to be very cordial.

Wynn and Aurelia were playing with

some toys in the living room. They talked and laughed as though they had

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In the kitchen, Hendrix had an apron on that was meant for servants and was standing beside the counter. Aaron was leisurely leaning against the wall with his hands wrapped around his chest and his eyes looking around languidly. He looked like a soldier.