Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

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.

up. “They’re

up and

“San…” Donovan was stunned.

door was someone he hated to the core—Arielle

suit and a hand in her pocket. Even Donovan could feel her

with a grim expression, “What are you

noticed that she

and asked,

gave Arielle a sullen glare. “I don’t know why you are here, but

my meeting with San! If she dares to

room to make sure only Donovan and Noah were in it. “Are you sure you want me to get lost? I

frowned. “What do

should ask you that question. You tried so hard to reach me through Selena, yet now you

eyes, but his

that he did not know what else to