Chapter 218 I Won't Marry Her

"Blue Night, Second Floor Private Room." There were no unnecessary words. Noel had mentioned he would look for her tonight. Whitney's mood, which had lifted even just a little, immediately dropped to nothing. "I'm stepping out for a bit. Go ahead and eat," she said. "Where are you going?" Yvette asked. "My dad asked me to come home for a bit." Her situation with Noel was complicated, and she couldn't explain it all right now. She could only make up a simple excuse now, and she would tell Yvette when the right time came. … In Blue Night's second-floor private room, Noel put his phone down and started fiddling with the dice in his hand, lost in thought. Thomas took a sip from his glass, his phone still in hand, glancing at it every so often. When he still hadn't gotten a reply from Yvette, he muttered, "You really can't offend women. Look at me now. I'm completely at her mercy. I'm out of ideas." Noel glanced at him. "You're the one who got yourself into this." "Tell me about