My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2037

The crumpled bank note in my hand felt strangely familiar. I couldn't help but pause for a moment. I opened my palm and carefully touched the note.

Was it a coincidence?

The texture of the banknote felt the same as Jordan's painting.

Hendrix then said, "Tell me what's on your mind."

Instead of answering him, I reached out and touched the oil painting again to make sure that I was right. I then turned around and asked, "Are you telling me that the paper used for this oil painting is actually the same paper used in making banknotes?"

Anyone who studied law knew that banknotes were strictly controlled from design to printing. No matter how well-respected the person was, they had no right to keep the raw materials without express permission.

I whispered, "This must be a coincidence. There are so many different types of paper out there in the world. I suppose they'd feel pretty similar to others."

Hendrix smiled. "There are only very few possibilities as to why. You're just making excuses for Jordan right now. Are you really willing to make peace with the Marshall family for my sake?"All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"No." I went to sit down. I placed the bank note back on the table and added, "I don't want to cause any more trouble. I hope to complete our plan as soon as possible. I'm willing to do anything for the happiness and safety of our family, even if it means that I have to be selfish."

"I'm afraid that's practically impossible when our country is in this mess," Hendrix spoke calmly.

I understood his concerns. It wasn't easy to be in his position. What's more, the Roberts Group was the largest chain real estate brand in the country. After becoming the richest man in the country, Hendrix was included in the development of several other businesses and made numerous transactions. He couldn't have avoided it.

After a while, Aaron came back. He stood by the door with a phone in his hand. With a confident look on his face, he said, "They took the bait." Then, Hendrix's phone rang. If I wasn't mistaken, that would be Jordan calling.

However, when he answered it, we heard Suanne's voice.

Hendrix slowly put the call on speaker. He then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hendrix, why didn't you tell us in advance that your in-laws were coming back? Luckily, your father has a lot of connections, so he sent someone to pick them up from the airport airport. It is impolite not to do so. Oh, forget it. Come on, bring your kids. We're having a reunion dinner tonight."

There was quite a lot of noise in the background. It sounded like the two families were having a good time together. Soon after, the call ended.

As we looked at the phone on the table, the three of us exchanged looks of confusion at each other.

Were we wrong? Wasn't it Jordan but Nathan and his wife who didn't want us to have a good time? They had been watching everything from a distance.

Hendrix then gave an answer.

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He got up and slid the phone back into his pocket. While buttoning up his shift, he said calmly, "Even if you are carrying out a scheme, there's no need to get your hands dirty."

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He then left.

Aaron paused to think for a second before following after him. I was the only one left, still confused.

It wasn't until I got in the car that I realized that Jordan had dragged Nathan and his wife into his trap as well!