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My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 2240

After that punch, I knew that things were about to get worse.

Jordan was by no means a good man who would repay evil with his own morality. I could tell from the way he looked at Aaron that he wasn't going to let this slide.

Aaron however, was fearless. His thoughts were written all over his face. I could clearly tell that he was going to swing his fist again. I guessed that he had planned to take Jordan down. However, Jordan's men had rushed in and surrounded their boss.

Aaron had to put down his fists. He was still fuming from anger. He took a moment to calm himself down before he narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Okay. Let's not waste any more time. Bring it on."

Jordan's men didn't move. They were either looking confused at each other or waiting for Jordan's command.

Aaron was enraged from being underestimated and cracked his knuckles.

Luckily, Aaron's men arrived and began to have a standoff with the other men. Once they got started, things would get complicated.

My goal was to save these people and I didn't want to cause any complications. While both sides were still in a stalemate, I asked the staff beside me quietly, "Can you stand up?"

The staff nodded. I then helped him up. But his body was huge and heavy. He nearly fell down as soon as he stood up. Aaron happened to see us and rushed over to help him up.

This was exactly what I had in mind. Men always had the strong will to win, but as long as they were distracted, tensions would loosen up.

I seized the opportunity. I pointed at Matthew, who was still unconscious, with my chin, and said, "Take him to the hospital."

Aaron looked at the bar and knew what I was worried about. He immediately turned to his subordinate and ordered, "Get the injured out."

Two strong men came up from behind him. Each of them helped Matthew and the other men out of the club.

"Thank you." I held Aaron's hand tightly and said with a tearful look, "Thank you, Aaron."

He raised his hand and patted my head. "What are you talking about..."

That day in the hospital, Aaron didn't take me home until Matthew had woken up and negotiated all the details on his compensation.

The car stopped at the gate of the villa. The warm light hit from the car lit up the gate, contrasting the cold chill of the night.

For a brief moment, I was reluctant to get out of the car. I could almost tell what would happen after I entered through the door. Aurelia would come over to hug me happily and say that she missed me. Then, as usual, she would ask about Anne and Hendrix's whereabouts.

I was scared that I would break down and cry in front of them.

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