My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

A deep laugh came from the other end of the phone, "Arianna, why are you so nervous? Can't a brother talk with his younger sister whenever he wants to?"

I hated Aaron's sinister laugh. I bit my lips and said, "Aaron, we're no longer children. We all have our own lives now. Please just let us go!"

The hell he gave me, I didn't ever want to experience it again.

"Arianna, we're siblings. How can you leave me? Without you, my life is incomplete. I need you!" What he said was supposed to be something comforting, but they gave me an icy chill instead.

A little overwhelmed, I held the phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Aaron, what on earth do you want?"

Like a ghost, Aaron's existence would only make people feel terrified.

"You!" He spat out a word sinisterly and hung up the phone.

Before I could calm down, I received a message from him, "Fortune Road 221, 4 p.m., Arianna. Remember to arrive on time."

The words were clear. I held my phone and forced myself to calm down. One couldn't fall into the same trap several times.

Since I couldn't escape from Aaron, it was better to find a way to let him leave me at his initiative.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a call from Hendrix. I picked up the phone, and he said in an indifferent tone, "Dress yourself up and accompany me to a party later."

What happened with Aaron made me feel a little dizzy. After a pause, I asked, "Is it important? I'm not feeling well today. I just want to stay at home and have a good rest."

After a moment of silence, the man on the other end of the line asked in a deep voice, "Is it bad?"

I shook my head and replied, "Nothing too serious. I just don't want to go out."

After a pause, I asked tentatively, "Is the gathering important?"

"It's nothing. You should rest," His voice was low and reserved. There was almost no emotion to it.

After I hung up the phone with Hendrix, I sent a message to Monique with my phone. Then I got ready and drove immediately to the address Aaron sent me.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was scorching hot, and there were a lot of people on the streets. Aaron gave me the address of a high-end custom-made dress boutique.

I didn't go in and I took my phone out of my pocket and called Aaron. But before the call could get through, a young lady in a green dress came out from the shop. With a wide smile on her face, she looked at me and asked, "Are you Miss Arianna Reid?"

I nodded.

She smiled and said, "Miss Reid, please come in. Mr. Reid has already given us the order. You don't have to worry. Just leave the rest to us."

I followed her to the VIP room on the second floor. She gave orders to a few people and then took me to pick out a dress.

I was not stupid. I knew what they were doing, but what was Aaron planning to do? Then, my phone was taken away.

I was forced to sit in front of the dressing table. The woman in the green dress looked at me with a smile and said, "Miss Reid, don't be nervous. Mr. Reid has already made the arrangements. You just need to cooperate with us."

It took about ten minutes or so before they finished their job. I then looked at myself in the mirror and frowned with displeasure.

Aaron did not show up. He only arranged a black Bentley to fetch me from the store. The driver looked very young.

I didn't want to get in the car, so I put my arms around my chest, looked at the driver, and said, "Where is the location? I drove here. I can go there by myself!"

"Miss Reid, do you not trust me?" The man suggested with a smile on his face.