My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 322

Aaron smashed the phone onto the ground, making a loud noise which attracted attention from the people in the cafe.

The attendant ran over and asked in a low voice, "Sir, can I help you?"

"Get lost!" Aaron shouted. His anger had yet to subside.

I looked at the attendant, pulling up a comforting smile, and said, "There's nothing to worry about here. I'm sorry if we cause trouble."

The attendant nodded and walked away in hesitation. Aaron was still in a fit of rage. He got up while speaking to me menacingly, "I'm going to kill Valerie and Andrea!" Hearing that, I grabbed his arm to stop him.

I wasn't as emotional as he was. Looking at him, I said, "I would have done it myself if it's as simple as that! The Moore family has connections with the criminals."

He sat back down on his seat and looked at me, "What do you want me to do?"

I fell silent for quite a while. Then, I mustered the courage and said, "Aaron, my brother, I need your help." For the first time in more than a decade since he came to Hovell, joining Carol and my world, I admitted that he was my brother. Although I had been treating him like family, I had never called him my brother. It would be the first that day.

Aaron froze in disbelief. When he looked at me, his eyes were filled with joy. "Arianna, what did you call me?"

"My brother, Aaron," I replied, looking at him. "I have only you now. No matter what happened in the past, you're my only family now. You have to help me. The Moore family must be punished."

He stared at me. He was usually such a calm and composed person, but he seemed childlike at the moment. Eagerly nodding, he said, "Alright. How can I help?"

"I want Andrea to see this video, but we have to do it discreetly, making it seem unintentional. I want her to live in fear at all times," I said through gritted teeth. I didn't want to put too much stress on Andre for the time being. After all, my avenge had only started. I was going to take my sweet time to take revenge.

Aaron nodded, "No problem!" He was techsavvy. So, it wouldn't be a problem for him at all.

I took a sip of coffee and watched him begin to brainstorm ideas to let Andrea see the video.

Then, perhaps only calming down, he asked, "Does Hendrix know about this?"

I lowered my eyes to look at my nearly empty cup on the table, and I nodded.

"What are you planning to do in the future then?" he asked. Then, he signaled the attendant to refill my coffee.

I didn't answer his question. Instead, I asked, "Do you think you can safely slip into Pedro's office?"

Aaron was surprised by my request. He quickly realized what I was planning and, his eyes darkened with emotions, he asked, "Arianna, are you thinking of going against Valerie and Pedro?" I quirked my eyebrows at him, "Shouldn't I?"

He pursed his lips together and looked at me with mixed emotions, "Pedro might not know about this. Maybe Valerie was the only one behind this scheme."

"So what?" I smiled faintly. "Since they love Andrea so much, they won't be any better if Andrea was in agony, right?"

His brows furrowed, and he asked, "And why do you need to go into Pedro's office?"

I held my chin and answered nonchalantly, "I just want to see how they're going to spoil their daughter if the Moore family falls into ruin one day."

He still looked confused after listening to my answer. After spending quite some time thinking, Aaron decided to change the topic, "About Hendrix-"

At the mention of his name, I was already agitated. I felt a throbbing pain in my temples. So, I looked at him, "Send me home, Aaron."

He glimpsed at the still bright sky out of the window and said, "It's still early. Is something waiting for you to handle at home?"

I nodded. "I'm now working in Granger Group as a project director. And within a year, I have to expand the Al project of Granger Group to a greater height. I had to go home and come up with a plan."

Aaron suddenly laughed softly, and he looked at me, "Arianna, you're smarter now. Well, I guess it's a good thing for you. At least you're able to fight for your own sake."