My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1864

Although this statement was disrespectful, I couldn't care less for Hendrix's sake.

If this issue remained in Hendrix's heart, bothering him with no end in sight, his whole life would be affected by this. Johannes smiled. "You've sent someone to investigate Hendrix. Are you really going to tell me you still don't know why?" "Why..."

"Enough!"

Before I could continue saying what I wanted to, Hendrix's yell came from the phone hidden on the shelf.

Since the phone had not been put on speaker mode, Hendrix must have been hysterical. His voice rang across the room.

One could imagine how much pain Johannes had caused by abandoning Hendrix.

This was also why Johannes was aware of my intention to gauge information from him.

He followed the sound and looked in the direction of the shelf. After a moment, he casted a knowing glance at me.

A look of surprise, contempt, and panic flashed across his eyes.

Johannes stood up and walked to the cabinet. He raised his voice and said, "What a lovely couple you both are. Hendrix, you've found a good wife, but unfortunately, you're well out of luck. You're destined to let her down. Think about it - if you hand the babies over, there won't be a need for us to meet head-on."

After that, he turned and left.

Everything felt like it was being unraveled yet had a thick fog blurring over it.

I only came back to my senses after the sound of his footsteps completely disappeared. I walked to the shelf, picked up my phone, and waited for a moment before asking quietly "Hendrix, are you alright?" There was only silence.

"Hendrix?"

Still, no one responded.

I tapped on the phone screen and unlocked the phone only to find that the call ended.

Perhaps he had hung up in his fit of hysteria, or when Johannes had finished talking.

I was afraid that Hendrix had gone berserk.

I didn't have time to overthink things. I quickly changed into my clothes and got in the car. Mullen drove as I dialed for Evan.

"Where is Hendrix?"

"Mr. Roberts just took the car keys with him and drove away!"

"He's highly emotional. Why didn't you stop him?! I anxiously put my hand on my forehead, and not caring about my lack of consideration for Evan. A million thoughts went through my head, and suddenly my eyes lit up. "Where's his location?

Isn't there a GPS in Hendrix's car? Hurry up and get his location!"

"My apologies, Mrs. Roberts. Mr. Roberts's car was sent for maintenance. He had driven away in the company car which doesn't have a GPS installed..." "Goddamn it! Send me the license plate number!" Though I was furious, I knew better than to pin the blame on Evan. I immediately hung up the phone.

Mullen, perhaps aware of how

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frantic I was quietly stepped on the gas pedal "Don't worry too much. Mr. Roberts isn't someone who would put himself in danger. I'll drive out of the city and head in the direction where someone might speed. We might meet him there."

"That's the only thing we can do, I guess." I clenched onto my phone, feeling my heart almost beating out of my chest.

Mesville wasn't like Jarold City; Hendrix was almost assassinated before. With him not being in the right state of mind, he was an easy target.

Mullen was able to perfectly navigate the car through all the red lights. In just a few minutes, we had successfully left the city centre where traffic was like a tidal wave.

I focused on looking forward, hoping to see any trace of Hendrix. When I did, an eye-catching yellow sports car zoomed right by us.

The over-the-top design reminded me of a certain person.

Without hesitation, I took out my phone again and dialled Tobias's number.

As a regular of his, I was naturally treated well. As soon as I called him, he answered it in a matter of seconds.

I went straight to the point. "Mesville.

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The license plate is P917RG. The car should be out on a wild drive. Ineed you to retrieve its location immediately and monitor it. You can name your price after this is done."