My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1697

He paused for a moment and then said with a sneer, "Mr. Gavlin, you should remind your men to keep their eyes open and don't do anything to Uncle Charles. Otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless."

As an honest official, Charles thought that he was upright and decent. He was not afraid of the organization's investigation, nor would he allow Aaron to use his connections with the Reid Family to get involved in these things. But because of this, we didn't know how he was doing, even though more than half a month had passed.

It was good to follow the rules, but it would be easy to get yourself involved if you stuck to the book too much. But, of course, this wouldn't be a big deal. The real problem was having to see people like Eddison swaggering around.

Aaron was a man who lived outside the rules. His words were undoubtedly a heavy warning.

Eddison paused for a moment, then got up and patted his coat as if nothing had happened. Then, he said lightly, "Anyway, I've sent you my kindness. Contact me if you need anything. I still have a meeting to attend, so I'll have to leave now. You don't have to see me off."

After that, he strode out of the living room.

Watching as Eddison's figure disappeared from the living room, my assumptions began to waver.

He gave up his dignity and frequently came to show his kindness. He just wanted the power of the Moore Family and the Reid family. If he wanted to have the support of the two families in the future, there was no reason for him to harm the child.

But who else could it be, if not him?

Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated.

When I glanced at the screen, I saw an unknown number calling.

At this point, I would answer every single call, even if it was a bomb. Without hesitation, I picked up my cell phone and pressed the answer button, then put the phone to my ear.

"Hey, who is this?"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line. "Arianna."

It was Irvin!

I subconsciously tightened my grip on my phone and asked nervously, "Irvin, where are you?"

"You can't come here. It's too dangerous here. Anyway, I'm going to look for Shirley and her group, so let me handle it. Believe me, I will definitely... Dududududu-"

Irvin's voice stopped abruptly.

I was shocked for a second before I realized what had happened. I lowered my voice and yelled at the other end of the line, "Irvin? Are you still listening?"

There were only beeping sounds and the disordered sounds of electric currents.

I looked at the screen on the phone and discovered that the screen had returned to its lock screen position. The time displayed was 4 p.m.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon at Jarold City, but it was probably dawn in Mesville. Irvin had called at this time but his line suddenly broke off. I couldn't help but think that something was wrong.

Last time, I still had a reason to stay. But now, I had no choice but to go.