Twelve noon, sharp.

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

Catherine Batton was already there.

She was wearing a furry, pink, knitted cardigan from Chanel. Her outfit was complemented with a white shirt, a short blue skirt, and a pair of white shoes. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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 know that Xyla Quest is my sister-in-law, don't you Noah? That she's my Fifth brother's wife. Since your mother knows about this, it's quite impossible that you wouldn't." Catherine jeered. Noah nodded. "I do know

peaked as she heard his calm response. Her voice grew deeper. "What's your point? What do

made poor Noah even more confused. "I really don't get what you're trying to

brother's relationship with her. Why else would I have

beg your pardon?" Her explanation only served to further confuse

trying to ruin their marriage? How did

done to cause her to

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

all this, she enacted mimes of the

shudder in response, clearly threatened

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