Meanwhile, at Lightspring, Arielle was about to meet Donovan in the evening.
She knew Trisha was afraid of Donovan, so she had invited Jared to come along.
Donovan and Noah were eagerly waiting at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Times Square.
Half an hour had passed, but Arielle still had not appeared.
Donovan began to lose patience. He turned to Noah and asked, “Are you sure San has agreed to meet
us here?”
“Of course. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have given Selena the permission to give me her number,” Noah
said, then patted Donovan’s shoulder. “Just relax, okay? San might not want to help you if she noticed
how worried you are. Got it?”
Donovan took a deep breath and nodded. “Thanks for the reminder.”
Noah waved his hand in the air. “Sit. Let’s wait patiently.”
When Donovan was about to take his seat, they heard footsteps outside the private room.
Noah stood up. “They’re here.”
Donovan immediately went up and opened the door.
“San…” Donovan was stunned.
The woman standing at the door was someone he hated to the core—Arielle Moore.
Arielle stood in front of him with a white suit and a hand in her pocket. Even Donovan could feel her
dominating aura.
Donovan came to his senses and asked with a grim expression, “What are you doing here?”
He also noticed that she had brought Jared along.
Upon seeing Arielle, Noah frowned and asked, “Is everything all right?”
Donovan nodded and replied, “Yes. Everything’s fine.” He then gave Arielle a sullen glare. “I don’t know
why you are here, but you need to get out of here right now!”
I’ll not allow Arielle to ruin my meeting with San! If she dares to be funny, I’ll not let her off easily!
Arielle responded with a grin. She took a glance at the private room to make sure only Donovan and
Noah were in it. “Are you sure you want me to get lost? I thought you were keen to meet me.”
Donovan frowned. “What do you mean?”
Arielle chuckled. “I should ask you that question. You tried so hard to reach me through Selena, yet
now you give me this kind of attitude?”
Donovan widened his eyes, but his pupils dilated.
He was so flabbergasted that he did not know what else to say.
Noah, on the other hand, was more steady than Donovan was, but he still asked in disbelief, “You’re
San?”
Arielle nodded. “That’s right. That’s me.”
“How is that possible?” Donovan exclaimed. “How can you be San? Stop lying!”
I’ll become a laughingstock if Arielle really is San!
No! No way!
Impossible!
“Calm down!” Noah reprimanded Donovan. He then gently shook his phone and said to Arielle, “Can I
verify your identity?”
Arielle raised her brows. “Sure.”
After obtaining Arielle’s permission, Noah called the number Selena had given him. Arielle’s phone
rang right away.
Upon hearing the ringtone from Arielle’s phone, Noah exclaimed ecstatically, “It’s really you! You’re
San!”
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