"Sebastian, you're going to die a terrible death!" I panicked. Looking at how indifferent he was, I was scared, a fear that rose from the very depths of my heart. My eyes turned red, and my heart jolted.
"Don't hurt him. You just want the contract, don't you? I'll give it to you, don't try to threaten him with me!" I grabbed his hand, looking a little petty. I looked at his cold and livid face with my red and swollen eyes. "Sebastian, you just want the contract, don't you? I'll give it to you, as long as you don't hurt Hendrix!"
He stared at me. At first, his expression was sullen, then it gradually became cold and indifferent. He then laughed out loud and said, "Arianna, why did you say that? I don't intend on hurting you at all. I didn't want to use you to threaten Hendrix at all. It was you. You were the one who threw yourself into my arms."
With this, he got up, opened the cage door, and went out to pick up the mobile phone on the ground. Then he walked towards me and handed me the phone. He said in a low voice, "Call Hendrix and have him hand the contract over to Linda."
I calmed down. I took the phone from his hand and dialed Hendrix's number. Someone picked up the phone almost immediately. It was Hendrix.
Hearing his voice, my heart ached and I said, "Hendrix, where are you? Are you alright? How are you?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry, don't be afraid!" He said. His low voice made me feel at ease.
I felt relieved that he was safe.
Sebastian stared at me with a solemn expression. It was obvious that he wanted me to mention the contract. I pursed my lips and hesitated a moment before saying, "Hendrix, do you still remember where the box Grandma gave me is?"
He seemed to be a little taken aback and he replied, "It's at home, don't you know where it is?"
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