My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 972

"Are you threatening me?"

"You can put it that way!"

I smiled faintly, but I was not angry. I said, "That's good. It's better for her to be with you, rather than me. You have the ability and strength to give her a better life and a good environment to grow up in. Not to mention I can live a better life myself. It will be easier for me to remarry as well."

He glared at me, furious, his eyes telling me his mood was worsening. Without even hiding his anger, he sneered, "Looks like you've got it all figured out!"

I grinned, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Roberts!"

He was clenching his fist tightly, I knew that if I were a man, He probably would've beaten me up already. I couldn't help but feel lucky that I was born a woman.

"Then I'll wait and see, whether Sebastian will let you enter the Milton Family!" He was very angry. If he had not restrained himself, he would have made his move a long time ago.

I sighed as I saw him leave. I really shouldn't see him again after this. Otherwise, I would really be in

a mess.

The bidding time lasted until midnight. Sebastian probably could not stay up late. Just when he got in the car, he told me, "You'll drive later."

I nodded, remembering how drunk he had been the entire night the day before. He probably didn't sleep well either.

I drove back to the villa, woke Sebastian up, and went back to my room. I turned on my phone and saw Freya's message. She sent me pictures of her child.

Her baby was four months old, fair-skinned, and looked very chubby. I wanted to reply, but since it was getting late, and I didn't want to disrupt her rest.

This man was determined that I take charge of this project, and it didn't seem worthwhile to continue fighting it. After pondering it over for a while, I said, "When are we going to start?"

"The Roberts Group will contact you." After a pause, he said, "Two companies were chosen alongside us. The other one was the Clark Group. Do contact them too, and cooperate with them to achieve the best win-win situation."

I nodded as my mouth twitched, and began to sort out the documents. I was going to visit Naomi in the afternoon.

Seeing that he was leaving, I informed him, "I have to go to Naomi's place at noon. I might come back late."

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It seems like she was injured while fighting wⁱth someone." I simply explained.