Twelve noon, sharp.

Noah Smith arrived at Hilton hotel's rooftop on time.

Catherine Batton was already there.

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Her blonde hair was naturally straight and her bangs reached her eyebrows. Catherine's red beanie only made her look cuter than she already was. She stood before the rooftop fence, her back facing him. Noah jogged towards her before placing a hand on the rails. The people at the bottom looked like ants from here. "I'm here. What did you wish to talk about and why here?"

Catherine frowned as she turned to look at Noah. Her arms were crossed as she angrily growled, "Why are you asking the obvious?"

Noah was puzzled, a frown on his face. He had no clue what was going on. "What do you mean?"

He didn't do anything right? What on earth was she on about?

I'll spell it out for you." Catherine was fuming

simply shrugged and waited for her

she's my Fifth brother's wife. Since your mother knows about this,

his calm response. Her voice grew deeper. "What's your point? What do you mean what's your point

even more confused. "I really don't get what you're

to ruin my brother's relationship with her. Why

explanation only served to

I was trying to ruin their marriage? How did she come

he could have possibly done to cause her to misunderstand

coldly. "Speechless aren't you? Consider this a warning, Noah Smith. Stay away from my sister-in-law from this

paused for a moment to take in a huge breath before glaring at him with a piercing rage in her eyes. "I'll make

she enacted mimes of the punishments before

shudder in response, clearly

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