My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1211

I shook my head, looking back at him helplessly, and replied, "I don't know what to do. That's why I'm asking you. What do you think I should do?"

He thought for a moment and said seriously, "I don't mind if you help them, but we know that leukemia is a bottomless pit. It's hard to say whether she can be cured or not."

I nodded. I knew in my heart that money was not easily earned. What's more, the Roberts Group was now facing so many rumors, and the losses were innumerable. Sonia's death, whether it was by suicide or accident, had caused a great blow to the company. According to legal procedures, the Roberts Group should be compensating them, but paying for their family's medical bills is beyond expectation.

I sighed again then reluctantly got up. "Okay, let's stop talking about this. What do you want to eat? I'll cook tonight."

He smiled and said, "Anything!"

After a pause, he asked, "Will you go to Oakland with me, in mid-October?"

Oakland?

I was paused for a moment and asked, "Is there

something that we need to do there?"

He nodded and replied, "One of grandpa's old comrades is going to be buried. Grandpa can't go, so we will go in his stead."

"Alright, tell me when the time comes!" I couldn't help but look at him and ask, "Hendrix, can I ask you a question?"

He raised his eyebrows. "What is it?"

"At first, I thought that you were angry with your grandfather because he broke you and Andrea up. But later I learned that wasn't the case. Can you tell me why you were so angry with your grandfather?" I roughly remembered what happened back then. He didn't show up on the day Master Roberts was buried.

Brow furrowed, he looked at me then said after a moment of silence, "It's been too long. I have forgotten why I was so angry with him."