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.

stood up.

went up

“San…” Donovan was stunned.

at the door was someone he hated to the core—Arielle

of him with a white suit and a hand in her pocket.

asked with a

also noticed that she

Arielle, Noah frowned and

fine.” He then gave Arielle a sullen glare. “I don’t

my meeting with San! If she dares to be funny, I’ll not let her off

sure only Donovan and Noah were in it. “Are

frowned. “What do

so hard to reach

his eyes, but his

so flabbergasted that he did not know what