My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 110

After Valerie finished talking to Pedro, they looked in my direction. Upon seeing me, a trace of surprise

appeared in Pedro's eyes.

Valerie seemed to know what he was thinking. She whispered a few more words in his ear, and then

Pedro returned to his usual self.

Aaron let go of me and stepped forward to greet Pedro.

Regaining my freedom, I immediately went to seek Hendrix. But Hendrix had just finished talking with

Pedro, and he was nowhere in sight.

I looked around and heard a familiar voice coming from the corner of the hall. It was Sawyer, and I

couldn't help but walk over.

Sawyer was surprised to see me. He greeted me calmly, "Good evening!"

Seeing that he was in a bad state, I asked, "It's your mother's birthday, why do you look unwell? I just

heard that your mother had finally found her missing daughter after so many years. Why didn't you go

and see her?"

"Why should I?" He spoke in a lonely tone. "She only has a daughter, and I was merely an accident."

Sensing the sadness in his words, I took a plate of cheese and said, "Every child is a treasure in their

parents' hearts. After all, she has lost her for more than 20 years. She would for sure be ecstatic to find Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

what she once lost. It'll all go back to normal after sometime."

He sneered, looked at the cheese in my hand, and said nonchalantly, "I wished that the daughter they

found was you instead of Andrea. That woman is too calculative. Her addition to the Pearis Manor is

not a good thing."

I was a little confused when I heard him saying that. I laughed, "Can anyone be the daughter of your

family?"

He looked at me as if he was looking at an idiot, saying, "Arianna, do you really think that my mother is

so free that she will actually come to meet you and chat with you for nothing?"

Was he talking about that day's matter?

I was puzzled, I asked, "What do you mean?" Although I was suspicious about the strange questions

that Valerie had asked me that day, I didn't think much about it.

However, since Sawyer brought it up, I started to give more thoughts on it.

Sawyer looked at me with disdain and scoffed, "You're quite lucky that you are married to Hendrix with

your poor intelligence. I've told you that you looked like my mother, and the same goes for Andrea. Do

you really think that there are people who look alike for no reason?"

I frowned, "What do you mean?"

He rolled his eyes at me and explained, "I mean, my mother took Andrea's and your samples and ran a

DNAtest."

At that point, he seemed a little bit confused, "I honestly thought it would be you at first, but I didn't

expect that it turned out to be Andrea.¹'

I had a lot of questions in my mind. I looked around and realized it wasn't appropriate to ask him in the

hall, so I dragged Sawyer to the tea room by the corridor.

Looking at him, I said seriously, "Did you steal my nails or hairs to run a DNA test just because I looked

a little like Madam Lawson?"

His mouth twitched. "Of course not. My mother has been looking for her daughter for more than 20

years, and she wouldn't have stuck to it for so many years if she had no clues at all. A lot of the

experiences that you and Andrea had gone through met to the criteria. So, between you and Andrea,

my mother wasn't sure who was her daughter at first. That's why she asked Hendrix to take you and

Andrea to meet her separately. She went to do a DNA test after that."

I wasn't curious about the allegedly similar experience between Andrea and me at all. What I was

curious about was that Hendrix didn't actually bring me to meet Valarie to save Monique. It was only to

do Valerie a favor.

As for me, throughout that whole event, I knew nothing.

"Did Andrea know these from the very beginning?" I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable.