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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1650

"I know." I nodded. "That's why Master Roberts made the decision to arrange a date for Hendrix and me."

"Hmm." Charles nodded his head. When he looked at me again, the expression in his eyes was somewhat complicated. "Did I mention his parents to you?"

I had a hunch about what he was going to say, and my heart sank. Hendrix said that his parents died because they'd trusted the wrong people. If all this was related to the friendship between our grandparents, it would be really terrible.

Charles sighed deeply and explained, "At that time, the Milton family was suspected of mining oil in private, and I was in charge of the investigation. In the end, the investigation led to the Roberts, which were far away in Ucrebury, and all the documents were verified. Hence I went to Ucrebury with the inspection team. On the way, I heard that the Roberts couple were involved in a car accident. There had been a strict restriction on the exploitation of oil. Your grandmother was responsible for this case. It is impossible that she did not know what the Milton family was doing behind the scenes..."

Anxiety flowed throughout my body, and I was a little overwhelmed. I continued to ask, "Are you saying that she'd schemed to kill Hendrix's parents?"

"I'm not sure, either." Charles shook his head, but his expression was particularly solemn. "But looking at it, it seems like it's the case."

"After that matter, the Milton family toned down. Even I thought that it was over. Until recently, when Hendrix held a banquet for you and the twins, I met the old man of the Attwood family, and I had Aaron inquire about it secretly. Hendrix really has been investigating what happened in the past. Now he no longer cares about the consequences in dealing with Mr. Gavlin. When a business man confronts a high- rank official, it's like an egg hitting a rock..."

I couldn't remember how I got out of Charles's room. I sat in the living room of the bedroom, and my soul seemed to have left my body.

Ever since Hendrix took over the company, he had never stopped expanding his business. From purchasing Fantasia Company's shares, to merging with the Shelley Group, until involving in international financing projects, he had never relaxed. If he had known from the beginning that all these things had something to do with my grandmother, then how did he feel about marrying me? If Master Roberts hadn't offered the company's right of management for exchange, would he have done that?

After a long time, Aaron suddenly appeared. He stood at the door for a while, then came over and sat down beside me. To avoid disturbing me, he asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

My throat tightened so much that I couldn't speak.

Aaron understood what I was thinking. He patted the back of my hand with his gentle palm. "I said too much just now. Don't think too far ahead. As long as I am here, the Reid family will always have your back. You can stay here. With the Reid family's protection, those people will not dare do anything."

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. Then I turned to Aaron and replied, "I want to talk to Hendrix face to face."

"No." Aaron was firm. "You can't go back at all with your current state. Do you think it's only because I'm worried Hendrix will do something to you because of hatred? Now, he has already provoked people from the underworld. You and your child will be in danger if you get close to him."

Aaron was not exaggerating. Before, he'd been chased in a wooden warehouse in Mesville, and Hendrix's revenge had not been made public then.

Now that the matter had been exposed, the opposition would do more unscrupulous things.

What I cared about more was the first half of what Aaron had said. Hendrix hated the enemy who'd murdered his parents. What about me? Did he hate me?

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