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Tears began rolling down my cheek.
After sometime.
I stopped crying. He held me in his arms and said in a low hoarse voice, "I don't care who the person was, he will get twice as much from me."
I pursed my lips. My throat was on fire that I couldn't say a word.
I had just calmed down when Aaron came to Flora Hill. He punched Hendrix in the face as soon as he saw him.
The two men got into a fight all of a sudden.
Aaron was in a bad mood. He picked up a glass in the bedroom and threw it at Hendrix, "You can't even protect your own woman. Do you still call yourself a man?"
Aaron did not show any signs of stopping. He threw everything he could get at Hendrix, "I gave you a chance when she lost her child. You promised to protect her. Now she's hurt again. Are you still a man?"
The bedroom was in a mess. Hendrix pursed his lips and looked gloomy, but he didn't say a word eventually.
Charles glanced at Hendrix when he came into the bedroom. He asked, "Do you know who did it?"
Hendrix frowned. He answered, "We are still investigating!"
"A piece of shit!" Aaron lost his temper and threw the stuff in his hand at Hendrix.
Hendrix was quick to dodge it.
Charles was still relatively calm. He looked at Aaron and said, "Go out for a smoke and calm down. There's been enough trouble here."
Aaron said directly, "I can't calm down. I must take Arianna back today."
Aaron looked at me and said, "Arianna, pack your stuff and go back with me."
Charles frowned at Aaron. "Can you stop causing trouble?"
It wasn’t someone I knew at all. After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't make up any lead. I covered my head down and pulled my hair hard.
Hendrix held me in his arms as he walked into the bedroom. He comforted me, "Arianna, please don't hurt yourself!"
"It was a Sapphire Ferrari from Jarold City. I don't know the man. There might have been others in the car." I had calmed down as I told him.
He nodded and kissed me on the forehead. "Yes, I've already checked it out. We'll find it soon."
Sure enough, Hendrix's mobile phone rang. It was from Evan as his voice was loud enough to be heard.
"Mr. Roberts, the Sapphire Ferrari belongs to the Granger Group. The car had been in the garage after Yohannes left. It was taken by someone a few days ago."
Hendrix pursed his lips and asked, "Who managed the cars?
Evan went quiet for a moment before he answered, "It's Nerissa, your aunt."
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