My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2380

Wouldn't it be better to die than to fall in love with someone who didn't care?

After a moment of silence, I turned to leave while he stayed where he was.

There was nothing better to say as this had always been my goal.

Even if it was an underhanded thing to do, when backed into a corner, I would do whatever was necessary to protect my loved ones.

There was no need to consider honor and dignity when dealing with a villain.

The next day, I woke up early and got ready to go out for some fresh air.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw the unwelcomed guests, Quinn and Lucas, sitting in the living room.

The two men had dark expressions, and there was a gun on the table in front of them. Upon seeing me, Lucas stood up and pointed the gun at me, "You b*tch! Tell me, was this your plan all along?"

Because of my relationship with Jordan, the two of them were civil to me at first. But now, one was aiming a gun at me while the other was just coolly observing, showing no intention of stopping the conflict.

At this point, Jordan came out of his room. He stood beside me, peered down at Lucas, and said in a low voice, "Didn't anyone teach you c*nts to be polite?"

"Are you kidding me? C*nts? I dare you to say that again!" Lucas was already agitated in the first place. After Jordan offended him, he immediately turned off the safety lever of the gun.

Jordan paid no attention to the agitated man and turned to talk to me, "Let's go and have breakfast together."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked downstairs.

He then casually strolled past Lucas' gun and calmly walked towards the dining room.

Lucas, on the other hand, did not open fire.

I copied Jordan and managed to get to the dining room in one piece.

For those two people to suddenly come knocking on our door, something must have happened. I must not miss out on any important information.

As soon as I sat down, Lucas started to curse, "F*ck. All of our men have been taken away. This is all part of that Zuckerburg girl's scheme! She was the one who didn't let us have guns.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have been at such a disadvantage! Jordan, you'd better give us an explanation!"

Jordan glanced at him but shifted his gaze to the breakfast Minnie prepared. He calmly place the napkin on his lap, picked up his knife and fork, and took his time eating.

After taking a bite of his food then

swallowing, he explained

nonchalantly as he continued

cutting his breakfast with his knife "Getting rid of their guns without any effort, they could only surrender when the police came. No lives were sacrificed during the entire process, a victory won without violence.

Moanna is indeed brilliant." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Hearing this, I was taken aback. Only then did I recall the scene I saw when I went to the club that day. I thought that the reason those gangsters wore suits and ties was just for the club's image. It didn't occur to me that Anne might have actually planned all this.

I thought she had changed. It turned out that she was just using her own method to deliver a fatal blow to these people at precisely the right time, just like Hendrix.

"Are you deaf?" Lucas was irritated

as he swung the gun in his hand

around, "Listen to me, okay? I don't care which one of you is the

el

mastermind. My men can't be wiped out just like this. The two of you have got to find a way to rescue them!" "I don't have time for your woes," Jordan appeared peeved then, his eyes lowered. He did not bother to raise his head.

This made Lucas so angry that he howled and was ready to attack. Quinn, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke in an enigmatic tone, "Mr. Jordan, do you mean that what Moanna Reid did has nothing to do with you? Phen, we don't need to revert to you with regards to how we handle her, right?"

Were they going to harm Anne?