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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2215

To satisfy Freya's curiosity, I gave her a brief explanation about what had just happened. "Some black men have been coming by lately and he promised to protect us from them."

If Cyril's relationship with Frey a had gone well, then the two families would have become relatives. In a sense, Cyrus was a fair man and didn't hold his personal affairs against us.

"I see." Frey a nodded, pretending not to care. However, her eyes, which were looking around slyly, proved otherwise.

Later, Hendrix opened the door to the balcony and came back inside. "I have confirmation that Anne is in Mesville. Tobias will send someone over immediately."

"That's good." I had always trusted Tobias' ability, so I wasn't worried.

As soon as I said that, Freya's cell phone started ringing. She looked to see who was calling her then glanced at me with a puzzled look. "A call from the club?"

She then pressed the answer button and put the phone to her ear. "What's the matter?"

She hung up a moment later and quickly grabbed her bag. "Andrea brought some men over to the club and started a fight with the staff. I have to get there right away."

Andrea? Again? Couldn't she just sit still for a day?

Since Anne wasn't around, as her mother, I had to guard her most precious project.

I stood up and grabbed Freya's arm, telling her not to leave. "Wait for me to change. I'm coming with you!"

I'd like to see what that stupid woman would come up with after her failure from last time.

If she wanted a fight, a fight she shall have.

I was overwhelmed with anger and didn't notice Hendrix's reaction at all.

After we got into the car and Freya had driven off, I finally realized that Hendrix wasn't rushing over to the scene like he often would.

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