My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 907

He appeared with several strong men behind him, eyeing me sarcastically, "Miss Reid, you should take better care of yourself. Although Mr. Kaleb is cautious of the Milton family, it doesn't mean that he's actually afraid of them. If you don't rein it in, he might change his mind."

He looked at the men behind him as he talked in that unknown language of theirs. Then, he pointed at the glass door Naomi was in. My eyes widened and I howled, "What are you doing?"

He looked at me and sneered. "Miss Reid, do you think that Mr. Kaleb sent you here just to enjoy the scenery?"

"What do you mean?" I looked at him, my face dark.

Another sneer. "Although we can't hurt you now, we can still make you watch your friend suffer. You're a pretty loyal friend, right?"

At that moment, I paled as I looked at the men walking towards the glass-framed room.

I grabbed Tiago tightly and begged, "Please, don't hurt them. They're innocent, they..."

He jeered, "It's the same with Yahya - she took care of you for so many days without error but was sent here because you were half an hour late. Do you think she's innocent?"

The Yahya he was talking to must've been the woman who had just been sent in.

I had no answer, but when I looked at Naomi and the others, it filled me with enough anxiety to speak.

I said, "Mr. Tiago, it was my fault. Please don't hurt them, I..."

"You'd take their place?" He shot back as his gaze fell on me. He laughed insidiously, and it was clear that he harbored malicious intent.

My body reacted instinctively. I shook my head

This had him laughing out loud. "Look at you, Miss Reid. You can act as Mother Teresa when it's not your life on the line, but when it comes to the real deal, you hesitate. Do you know what human nature is? It's this."

My face turned ashen, and I was completely at a loss for words, for thoughts. Admittedly, he was right.

Nevertheless, I didn't want to see Naomi and the others get tortured. I didn't know what to say for a while.

Then, It came to me. "Mr. Tiago, I only hurt one of your friends. Isn't it unreasonable for you to retaliate by taking away all four of my friends?"

He was stunned and raised his eyebrows. "Are you saying that you prefer to choose one, among the four of them?"

I parted my lips to speak but nothing came out. I didn't dare to look at Naomi and the rest.

Seeing me reduced to this, he laughed madly. "Alright, fair enough. Go ahead and choose one out of four."

I pursed my lips and couldn't speak.

Seeing how quiet I was, he said, "Look like you want all your friends to go out together!"

"No!" I yelled immediately. My body was frigid.

"Then choose one!"

Naomi and others were quiet, and looked at me in disbelief. All of them casted me with a look fueled with deep resentment.

I couldn't look at them nor face them.

After a long silence, I said, "You don't have to hurt them. I will bear the responsibility for what I have done."

Tiago laughed coldly. He looked at me indifferently and spat, "It's not time for us to do anything to you yet."

He raised his hand then, and pointed towards Naomi and the others. He said, "These women will end up dead either way. It's not a bad idea, using them as a way to get some sort of justice for Yahya. How about I choose the most annoying person out of the group? This way, no one would feel too bad for the chosen one, right?"

For a moment, I stared at him, eyes wide with disbelief. This man was obviously trying to sow discord among us.