My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1893

A week passed by peacefully on the island after the nurse left.

Hendrix's subordinates locked in on a specific location on the island where the antidote was most likely to be hidden, and began to plan to break in by force. The next day, Sebastian texted Hendrix to meet him on the island at the golf course at noon.

I obviously wouldn't let him go alone. As the appointed time drew near, I started to pack and got changed, as if I was putting on armor to face a powerful enemy.

Hendrix, however, sat calmly on the sofa as usual, reading his business documents without any panic.

Looking at him, I sighed helplessly.

Sometimes the depth of his emotional control was frightening.

"Is there something on my face?" Hendrix asked as he put his papers down. He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa behind him. "You must have gotten distracted staring at me. Were you applying some powder? If you don't finish it now, you'll have two colors on your face."

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that I had only applied half of my makeup. I quickly spread it even and said, "Why are you so sure about Sebastian? What if he's planning an ambush?" Sebastian was my nemesis. As long as he was around, nothing good would come out of it.

Hendrix raised the documents again and read them leisurely, "I'm not worried about Sebastian. Knowing what he's like, before he can guarantee that he can control the Moore and the Reid family in the city, he will not dare take the children away by force, nor will he let anything happen to us. Otherwise, he'll have them to deal with."

He paused for a while and continued, "I forgot to tell you that I made a small sum of money from a previous investment. I took this small amount of money and got registered at the Swiss Bank. If something happened to me, someone would use this money to offer a reward for bounty hunters to seek the culprits."

So, that was what it was. He had hung a sharp sword above Nathan's head, and planned everything properly. II forgot just how excellent the person I married was.

Smiling, I teased him, "How much was your small sum of money?"

"Not much." Hendrix did not even look up. "Just one billion."

I was speechless and resentfully turned my face around even though I was rather calm on the inside.

One billion dollars was not a lot of

money for us, but for those mercenaries and bounty hunters, who relied on that income for a living, it was an absolutely irresistible temptation. With money like that, they would not need to worry about food and drink for the rest of their lives. Who would resist such a job?

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When we arrived at the golf course, Sebastian had not arrived yet.

Hendrix asked the bodyguards from the Marshall family to thoroughly check the location. Apart from the staff on the course, no one else could be found.

As I stared at the seemingly endless

sea, I felt a little restless. I leaned into Hendrix's arms and asked him, "Maybe Sebastian just wanted to

play a trick on us. He won't come today."

It was a good thing he wasn't here, as it meant that there would be no difficult situation.

Hendrix's eyes sunk slightly. "No, he will definitely come."

After so many years of rivalry with one another, perhaps he had developed a tacit understanding of how Sebastian functioned.

Hendrix's affirmation probably developed from the stubbornness of both parties in viewing certain people and things.