My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 937

Finally! A place to settle down. I instantly felt at home when I returned to this familiar place.

As the saying went, no matter how far one has traveled, they would still ultimately return to their own homeland.

Although Asherton wasn't my hometown, it was still better than my life in Europe and Myanway.

I slept better than I had ever before, and I didn't dream during my sleep at all.

The next day...

I was awakened by the knocking on the door. I was a little surprised when I looked at the man in grey pajamas standing outside, and it took me a moment to regain my senses. I greeted him, "Good morning, Mr. Milton!"

He took a glance at the watch on his wrist and said, "You will start working today, as well as live here in the future. There are no servants for the time being, so I need you to make breakfast. We will be needed in the office at 9 am, and it's 7 am now. To ensure that we will not arrive late, you have to prepare breakfast now."

I was a little in a daze as I watched him turn to leave immediately. Quickly, I went back to my room and changed my clothes. After a swift washing up, I went downstairs and straight into the kitchen.

Fortunately, there were ingredients in the refrigerator, so it wasn't hard to prepare some breakfast.

After we were done eating, I felt a little hesitant to ask for this... But as I saw him take his car keys out, I mustered up my courage and asked, "Mr. Milton, could you give me a ride as well?"

He nodded but didn't say anything else.

After getting in the car, I asked again, shamelessly, "Mr. Milton, could I request for an advance?"

I didn't have a choice. I'd lost all my belongings and I needed to apply for a new credit card again. I did not even have a mobile phone now. and that was the most important thing I had to get right now.

As I noticed that he was considering my request, I explained, "All my belongings were taken by the police. I have nothing on me now, and I really need to get a phone."

It was a hundred- floor office building that was exclusively owned by these three companies. Clearly, it was a luxurious commercial address.

Although I was Sebastian's secretary now, I was still not familiar with the work for the time being. So after roughly going through the work process that morning, I went out to get a SIM card for my phone during lunch break.

The first thing I did was call the police.

I did not know whether those so- called policewomen were fake or real police officers, but they had obviously broken the law. Arresting me on false pretense, smuggling me out of the country...

I logged into my social media messaging account from my phone. Fortunately, it was linked to my bank card, so I still had some money to survive.

Ever since I left Jarold city, I hadn't replied to my messages, nor had I posted any updates.

Continuous notifications popped out on my phone, all messages sent to me by the people here over the past two months.