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?”
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