I looked away and said blandly, "The desire for food and sex is a part of human nature!"
He sneered and said, "I know what happened to Hendrix. I'll think of a way. You can leave now!" There was a hint of impatience and disdain.
I pursed my lips and ignored his words. Then, I said, "The police found a body at the crime scene. The face was disfigured. The body's shape and built were very similar to Hendrix's and he even had the same watch. But I'm sure that it's not Hendrix. Someone wanted to confuse us."
He looked at me and said sarcastically, "If that's the case, then shouldn't you be bawling your eyes out?"
I blinked then looked at him with my eyebrows knitted. "Are you saying that we should play along?"
A smile tugged at his lips. "You're not very stupid."
Always with the mean words.
I nodded and looked at him. "What will you do?"
He shrugged. "What else can I do? Of course, I'll wait quietly!"
I frowned. "What do you mean?"
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at me, his brows knitted. "Which Reid family you are referring to?"
"The Reid family in Jarold City!" If it wasn't necessary, I would not bring Charles up. The existence of the Reid family was a sensitive issue after all.
Tobias looked at me, his thin lips slightly apart. "Arianna. The Reid family? What's your relationship with them?"
"Our relationship is neither deep nor shallow!" I answered vaguely.
He suddenly burst into laughter and looked at me in a new light. "It looks like I've underestimated you. Right, it would be kinda sloppy of Hendrix if he only fancied you for your looks, as there are many women like you out there. However, looking at your family background, it's enough for you to match up to a superior man like Hendrix. In this case, your marriage with Hendrix seems to be a win-win. You're a perfect match!"
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