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My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1211

I shook my head, looking back at him helplessly, and replied, "I don't know what to do. That's why I'm asking you. What do you think I should do?"

He thought for a moment and said seriously, "I don't mind if you help them, but we know that leukemia is a bottomless pit. It's hard to say whether she can be cured or not."

I nodded. I knew in my heart that money was not easily earned. What's more, the Roberts Group was now facing so many rumors, and the losses were innumerable. Sonia's death, whether it was by suicide or accident, had caused a great blow to the company. According to legal procedures, the Roberts Group should be compensating them, but paying for their family's medical bills is beyond expectation.

I sighed again then reluctantly got up. "Okay, let's stop talking about this. What do you want to eat? I'll cook tonight."

He smiled and said, "Anything!"

After a pause, he asked, "Will you go to Oakland with me, in mid-October?"

Oakland?

I was paused for a moment and asked, "Is there

something that we need to do there?"

He nodded and replied, "One of grandpa's old comrades is going to be buried. Grandpa can't go, so we will go in his stead."

"Alright, tell me when the time comes!" I couldn't help but look at him and ask, "Hendrix, can I ask you a question?"

He raised his eyebrows. "What is it?"

"At first, I thought that you were angry with your grandfather because he broke you and Andrea up. But later I learned that wasn't the case. Can you tell me why you were so angry with your grandfather?" I roughly remembered what happened back then. He didn't show up on the day Master Roberts was buried.

Brow furrowed, he looked at me then said after a moment of silence, "It's been too long. I have forgotten why I was so angry with him."

Hendrix shot an indifferent glance at her before stretching out his hand to hold mine. Without saying anything, he led me into the elevator.

In the elevator, Hendrix looked at me and teased, "You are well loved by both men and women?"

I paused for a moment before realizing what he meant. I blushed and said, "What are you talking about? I just talked to her when I dealt with Sonia's parents yesterday. What are you thinking?"

He smiled, pulled me into his arms, and said, "My wife's interpersonal skills are not bad."

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "What are you thinking about!"

I suddenly thought of Anne after making dinner, and gave Valerie a call. The phone rang for a while before it was connected. Coming from the other end of the line was Pedro's voice. "Hello, this is the Moore Family household!"

There was no caller display function on the Moore's phone. Therefore, Pedro didn't know who had called. I couldn't help but pause for a moment before saying, "Dad, it's me, Arianna!"

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