My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2245

Not to mention that the military had little private time. With the superficial friendship between us, a high-ranking officer had no reason to come over just to show his concern.

"We can't say it's completely business." Cyrus was honest. "Miss Reid, you expressed your wish to receive protection from the military. The superiors agreed. It's just that our people can't be easily exposed. They are located further away from the Roberts. I didn't expect those people would be so mad as to attack at your door. We have failed to protect your family. It was my dereliction of duty. Thus, I had to visit and personally apologize."

What could I say? They didn't owe us anything. Their original promise to protect us was only a means of showing mercy. To put it bluntly, it was only a transaction. If they didn't protect us, we wouldn't be able to ask for anything. No one had received any benefits.

However, I still couldn't help being cautious of Aaron. "In the last few moments, if your people took the shot, perhaps Aaron's right hand could have been spared."

Cyrus still wore that upright and indifferent expression. He did not show excessive understanding. "The thug did not hold a gun, nor did he pose a threat to the victim's life. According to the rules, we can't shoot."

That was probably the only flaw about soldiers. Rules were dead, but men were alive. They would never understand that. I squeezed out a smile to show understanding. "I understand. You also have your own difficulties."

Cyrus silently looked away and did not answer.

After a moment of silence, he finally couldn't help but take the initiative to break the awkward silence to show his real intention. "Do you know about Hendrix's recent whereabouts?"

I immediately remembered that Cyrus was responsible for drug matters at the border. His purpose was obvious.

It seemed that the dirty water Jordan poured on Hendrix was more than a little fake money.

Hendrix had just entered the business, but he was already being targeted by the military. No matter what he did, he couldn't stop himself from standing out.

No wonder Cyrus called me Miss Reid, not Mrs. Roberts. He was separating me from Hendrix on a personal level.

I adjusted my position and changed into a more relaxed one to try to calm down. "No, I've been busy with the company recently, and Hendrix has been travelling back and forth. What's wrong?"