But before Ariana could complete her sentence, she dropped to her knees at the side of the road, lost
control, and vomited uncontrollably. The assistant hurried to help her, but Ariana vigorously shrugged
her off and insisted, “I’m not drunk. I can take care of myself! I see the car!”
The assistant had yet to receive the driver’s call and looked around in puzzlement for the car.
However, before she could react, Ariana had already sprinted towards a parked black car nearby.
The assistant’s eyes widened. It was an exclusive luxury car, definitely not the standard taxi they had
booked. Any damage to this vehicle would be catastrophic.
Desperately, the assistant chased after Ariana, yelling, “Hold on!
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It’s not that one! Stop!”
But the alcohol-empowered Ariana raced ahead, and the assistant couldn’t catch up. She watched in
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdismay as Ariana leaped into the car.
The car’s door was unlocked, and Ariana forcefully shut it with a loud bang. She slouched in the seat,
gestured to the driver, and shouted, “Drive!”
The driver, previously absorbed in admiring the river view, gradually turned to see who had entered the
car. Turns out it was Holden.
Holden had initially sought solace by the riverside, hoping to clear his mind, but little did he anticipate
that an inebriated Ariana would unintentionally stumble into his car.
Seeing Ariana’s intoxicated state, a flicker of irritation sparked within Holden.
It was too late for someone to indulge in excessive revelry, and her recklessness in climbing into a
stranger’s vehicle sent his blood pressure soaring. What if the wheel of fate had spun differently, and
she had encountered a potential menace instead of him?
The more he thought about it, the more his frustration festered. He contemplated rousing her from her
alcohol-induced slumber, but when his fingers brushed her, they remained unintentionally gentle. A sigh
escaped him as he whispered her name softly multiple times.
In response, Ariana swatted his hand away, her brow furrowing in annoyance as she muttered, “Quit
bugging me! And be quiet!”
Her grumbling continued, an incoherent stream of consciousness as she fumbled for a more
comfortable position.
Watching her peculiar state, Holden found himself between irritation and bemusement.
Just then, a series of taps resounded on the car’s window. Holden rolled down the window to see
Sarah’s assistant, her face apologetic.
“Apologies for this unforeseen intrusion. My friend just had too much to drink and inadvertently found
herself in your vehicle. I’ll escort her away from here.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSilently, Holden locked the car’s door locks and then explained, “It’s quite all right. I happen to be a
friend of Ariana’s, and I can ensure her safe return home.”
The assistant became suspicious. Although the man surprisingly knew Ariana’s name, it wasn’t enough
to dismiss her vigilance.
However, Holden, determined to ease her concerns, retrieved his phone and displayed their call logs
and chat history, providing evidence of their friendship.
“We are friends, and I am familiar with her son, young Melon. I recently bought Melon a figurine,”
Holden patiently explained.
Having recently visited Ariana’s place due to her association with Sarah, the assistant remembered the
figurine, a gift from an affluent acquaintance of Ariana’s.
It appeared that the man was most likely that friend, and their association seemed amicable. Her
reservations began to wane.