My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2300

"What about those human lives? Do you know how many families will be destroyed, and how many people will be killed if all of these drugs are sold?" I asked.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Jordan's eyes became strict. He stared straight ahead and replied without any feeling, "Everyone has to pay for their own choices, and no one is exempted. Strong ones survive and weak ones get eliminated. That's all."

"But they shouldn't be given such a choice in their lives!" I was so angry that I started to reason with him. After that, I realized that it was a waste of strength. I had no choice but to hold my forehead and smile bitterly.

"Don't be like this, Arianna. I don't think you are fragile at all." Jordan suddenly spoke as if he was trying to calm the tense atmosphere.

I have to calm down.

I kept telling myself in my heart that being calm was the only way I could continue to fight against this cold creature.

I suddenly thought of Hendrix. Was it because he had been here too, and seeing all of this made him decide to come up with a plan?

I knew that I shouldn't have thought about him. Sometimes, we wouldn't know what our fates would lead us to. As soon as this idea flashed through my mind, the elevator in the distance opened.

Evan was holding on to someone and could barely stand without his help. It was none other than Hendrix, and I noticed that his face was very pale. He was breathing heavily, and there was an injury on his left chest. There was a large area of blood. He looked up, and our eyes met. After a second, he quickly looked away, and his fierce gaze fell upon Jordan.

Evan was also injured. He was wearing a thin shirt, and there was a lot of blood and mud on it. He was in a much worse state than Hendrix, but his eyes were fiercer. Same as Hendrix, his anger was also directed at Jordan.

Looking at them, I felt as if my heart was being stabbed over and over again. It was so painful that I couldn't breathe. I choked and asked, "What happened?"

Hendrix pressed the wound with his hand and was forced to raise the corners of his lips. He smiled coldly and said, "Exactly, I also want to know what happened, my dear brother?"

Jordan glanced at him faintly and then pretended to be surprised. "Oh, did the cops find you while you were trading? How could you be so careless?" Well, Jordan could have put on a little more effort in acting.

He was asking the obvious on purpose, and of course, he was the one playing tricks in the back.

A gust of cold wind blew through my back. I suddenly recalled the scene when I got in the car at the door of my house where Jordan sent a message to someone.

Now that I thought about it, he had

planned everything from the beginning Bringing me here to visit and interfering with Hendrix's business was all just a trap. He deliberately took this opportunity to let me see Hendrix getting injured for his own choice.

He said that everyone had to pay for their own choices. Hence, this was what he meant.

The people on this island were not the only innocent ones, including me.

I was so stupid to believe that Jordan would abide by the rules of the game protect the person I loved, or perhaps concentrate on

conquering this game of love that he wouldn't have time to care about Hendrix. However, it turned out that I was too self-righteous.

Besides conquering the game, he wanted to

torture Hendrix to death as well.

What should I do now?

My hands trembled, and I didn't have time to think. I rushed over and slapped Jordan's face.

"Slap!"

At this moment, it was like the whole world was quiet.

The sharp-eyed staff opened their mouths wide in shock when they saw this scene. They almost caused an accident in the production. They tried hard to recover, but was still shocked.

Who knew that even the great Mr. Marshall, who they treated like a God, would be treated like this?