My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 2337

I still refused to look at Jordan, but I suddenly remembered the computer in the room. Gaining a flash of inspiration, I changed my mind, looked at him, and said, "I'm tired, but I can't calm down. If you make me a bowl of chicken noodle soup, I can consider it."

Jordan smiled but pretended to be serious. He ordered, "Wait upstairs."

Only then did I smile and run upstairs excitedly.

Reaching the door of the room, I felt worried. I turned back to the stairs and looked down. After making sure that Jordan was in the kitchen, I hurried back and closed the door before rushing to pick up the computer.

I was lucky. Jordan didn't shut off his computer, so the screen was in standby mode. When the screen lit up, it showed the dialog box.

I swallowed nervously. After making sure Jordan didn't come back, I scrolled through the chat history.

Sure enough, they were excluding Hendrix from this deal, or he might be their actual target.

I wanted to log into my account to transfer the information, but it would leave a log-in record. If

Jordan came in all of a sudden, I would not be able to delete it.

Anxious, I caught a glimpse of the mail icon on the table, and I instantly understood what I could do.

I clicked on Jordan's email and opened the chat box's interface. After that, I took a screenshot of important chat records on the screen and put it in the email.

I added the words, "It's me, Arianna. I hope that this can come in handy. You don't have to reply!"

After that, I selected the recipient, Hendrix.

Finally, I clicked to send the email.

I deleted the records after that.

I closed the email, aware of the history.

That night, Jordan still wanted to hold me and sleep. At dawn, he left, taking the laptop away.

I kept thinking about the email. As I wondered if Hendrix had received it, I lost all sleepiness.

At ten o'clock, I was so excited that I felt uncomfortable lying on the bed, so I decided to go out and get some fresh air.

As soon as I went downstairs, I ran into Hendrix, who had just entered the door.

I thought I was dreaming, so I pinched myself hard.

"Ouch." It did hurt. It was not a dream. It was really Hendrix!

Hendrix didn't understand my reaction. Stunned, he asked, "What tricks are you up to again?"