My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 278

I bit my lips and returned the documents to Hendrix. "I don't need these. Grandpa gave a lot to me, and

I also saved up a lot of money over the years I worked in the Roberts Group. Besides, I don't spend

much. You can take them back."

Hendrix had basically got everything arranged in my daily life. Plus, I didn't shop often. So, I didn't need

to spend much.

Seeing that I refused to accept the documents, he frowned. "Why didn't you want to spend my money?

Or are you simply just unwilling to spend the money I gave you?"

I was lost at words. There was no difference between the two options that he had given.

I looked at him and said, "Neither. I don't need so much money. And I figure that you need the money

more since you're planning to expand the company. You can do more with these instead of putting

them in my possession."

Hendrix still wasn't satisfied with the rejection. He frowned, and he was about to say something when

his cell phone rang.

I got up from him while he picked up the call.

It was from Josiah.

"Josiah, what's the matter?"

I didn't want to eavesdrop. So, I put the file of documents back in the drawer and headed out of the

study.

After a while, Hendrix left the villa in a hurry. He must have something to do.

Since Heather and Minnie didn't allow me to go out, and I had nothing else to do, I could only spend This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

time in the kitchen with them.

When the doorbell rang, Minnie was taking out the muffins from the oven, and Heather's hands were

covered in flour.

Since I was the only one who was free, I went to open the door, and I was surprised to see an

unexpected guest at the door.

It was Irvin.

"Hello, Mr. Granger," I greeted with a polite smile.

Irvin raised his eyebrows at me, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Of course not! Please, come in," I stepped aside and invited him to the living room.

Minnie and Heather didn't know him, so they simply came out and greeted him before going back to the

kitchen.

We sat across from each other in the living

room.

Curious, I asked, "Mr. Granger, why are you here?"

Without saying a word, he handed me the box in his hand and said, "Your cell phone was broken when

it fell into the fountain last night. I took the sim card out and got you a new phone. I've inserted your sim

card into the new phone for you."

I was confused for a moment before I suddenly realized that Irvin had followed me the night earlier to

return my phone.

But I had repaid kindness with evil.

I flustered as I thought of it, and I said, "I'm sorry about what happened last night. I thought you were...

I'm sorry!"

Irvin lifted his eyebrows. "What were you thinking?"

After a pause, he lifted the corner of his lips and asked, "Did you think that I was going to harass you?"

I shook my head hastily. "No!" As I had told Hendrix the night before, it was impossible for a handsome

man like Irvin to be interested in me, a pregnant lady.

I had thought that he was hostile to Hendrix and me because of what happened between Yohannes,

Nerissa, and Helen.

At this moment, Minnie had packed the muffins we had made together. She looked at me and said,

"Arianna, are you going to send some to Master Hendrix at the company? I'll come with you! If he finds

out that you made the muffins, he'll definitely be happy."

I smiled and agreed with her. However, I didn't make the muffins. I only assisted Minnie and Heather to

make them.

But I knew Minnie said that only because she hoped that Hendrix and I could mend our relationship.

Therefore, I didn't say much.

Listening to our conversation, Irvin turned to Minnie and asked, "Can I have some?"

I was perplexed at his request.

He didn't seem like someone who had a sweet tooth. In the two times I had been to the Granger

manor, I had never seen him lay his eyes on the desserts. Most importantly, the chefs in the Granger

manor were top-notch master chefs. So, it was bizarre for him to ask for muffins made by some

helpers.

Minnie nodded, smiling kindly at Irvin. Then, she left to pack some for Irvin.

Dumbfounded, I turned to look at Irvin and said, "I didn't know you like desserts too!"

Irvin cocked his eyebrows, "It won't do us any harm if we have some sweets once in a while."

I thought about what he had said.

And I had to agree that he might be right.