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My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1676

His family members were all dead, but their murderer was asking to let go of the small grievances. Who could easily let it go?

"I don't know much about Hendrix's matter. Besides, we're divorced. I can't say anything about it." I could not smile any more. There was no expression on my face, and I tried my best to maintain modesty to show Eddison respect.

Eddison's purpose was crystal clear. He wanted to test the relationship between Hendrix and I, and also wanted to inquire about Hendrix's determination from me.

They had obviously exchanged information with Sebastian. They knew that Hendrix was just furious for me and the children, so naturally, they would not believe in our divorce easily. After all, if the divorce was true, they would lose their best bargaining chip to tie Hendrix down.

Since Eddison had come personally, it proved that they were still afraid of the Reid family's power. I naturally had no need to cower and let them have their way.

As soon as I finished speaking, Eddison's smile froze and his wrinkled eyelids narrowed slightly.

As a leader, his imposing manner spread in the living room.

I felt his powerful aura, and my every nerve was on edge.

However, Eddison didn't intend to let it go.

Eddison stood up politely. As a guest, of course, I had to see him off. I was not in good health, so Freya had to stand up to help me.

However, just as he turned around, Charles, who was supposed to be on his business trip outside, suddenly appeared at the door. As soon as he exited, his gaze met Charles'.

Charles walked in with a straight face, directly ignoring Eddison's flattering smile. He went to the sofa and sat down. "I was wondering if there had been any prestigious guest who'd come to visit you in such a luxury car... Mr. Gavlin, I shall kindly remind you that you're soon to be promoted. Don't let others get something on you, it'll cause extra trouble..."

These words were sour and sarcastic. Eddison's face darkened in exasperation. When he spoke again, his voice sounded rough. "Huh... Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Reid. But you're overthinking. That was a car sponsored by the Forbes Group, and it was given to me by the government. I am honest in doing business, and I'm definitely not worried about being investigated. You can be rest assured."

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