My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1644

They were lan and Sawyer.

"Absolutely not." Without any hesitation, I pushed the phone back. "Freya, how many people have read this article?"

"Not many. Including the ones working for the publisher and those I've sent for investigation, it should be around five." Freya thought for a moment and then suddenly looked at me vigilantly. "My dear, don't tell me that you've become softhearted at this moment?"

I was silent and had nothing to refute with. Indeed, I didn't want to lose Anne, but not this way. Once this article was published, I didn't know how many people would be hurt by it. Even if I didn't read about it, I knew that this was invading their privacy. Besides that, the issue also involved children. It would be a mess if the whole thing was revealed online. Besides, lan's life would be completely destroyed. Those who were acquainted with Sawyer would recognize him at once with a glance...

Freya saw the way I acted and felt a little disappointed. "Arianna, now is not the time to sympathize. Our lawyer has analyzed thoroughly, and your chances of winning this case is slim.

Doing this is our only way. Otherwise, we can only wait for the court to judge and let Anne go with him."

I shook my head and looked at the well-behaved Anne seated beside me with a bitter smile. "No, there must be other ways. Anne can't live without me, nor can I without her. No one can separate us." lan and I had known each other for more than ten years. Even if we would meet in court, I would never do such a thing to hurt him.

Fearing that Freya would make her own judgement, I added, "Freya, please have this deleted."

Freya helplessly rolled her eyes at me and said, "How do I even start to chide you?"

I pursed my lips and pretended to be obedient. At this time, the manager of the brand store came forward and said, "Miss Freya, have you seen anything you like today? I see that you are already tired, so why not give me the order first? I will have someone pack things up for you."

Freya was frustrated. She simply pointed to the direction of a clothing rack we were facing, where a skimpily-dressed young woman was standing. She said generously, "Take all of them and send them to my home."

The manager had served many clients like Freya before. He calmly bowed a little and replied, "Absolutely, please wait a moment."

After that, he turned to pack the clothes. However, a sharp female voice broke the silence. "Wait!"

We looked over and saw the attractive lady walking angrily toward the manager. "You're the manager? Didn't you see that I chose those clothes first? And you let her pack them up. What's your deal?" The words were directed to the manager, but her malicious eyes were looking at us. It seemed that she was not an easy person.

In the past, Freya would have confronted her and put on an act. But that day, I must have worried her. Ignoring the woman's provocation, she led Anne out and announced, "Let's go home, Anne."

Freya was really cool. She just left the manager to deal with the mess. With this, she seemed less desperate than the shouting woman. The world was built on money and power. With the reputation of the Moore family, Freya did not have to worry about whether the manager would side her or not.

I raised my eyebrows and wished the woman luck for dealing with Freya. Then I turned around and followed Freya to the exit.

Unexpectedly, the woman did not give up. She quickly walked over and blocked our way. "Stop! Are you trying to leave without apologizing after robbing my clothes?"