A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah)

Chapter 240

Suddenly, someone shouted from the front, "Make way. Mr. Linden is here!"

Mr. Linden? Elijah? I couldn't believe I was running into him in a place like this. Wait, hold on. Why would Elijah be out drinking at a time like this?

I glanced over and saw Elijah, his face grims, surrounded by a crowd of people as he headed toward the VIP room on the second floor. He seemed to be in a bad mood, ignoring around him.

Norman noticed my gaze, and his expression turned key. "Can't tear your eyes away from Elijah? Let's go," he said, pulling me along.

I stumbled a few steps. For some reason, I suddenly didn't want to leave,

Norman's face darkened. "You."

Betere he could finish, I felt an inexplicable urge to follow Elijah upstairs.

Norman called out to me, but I didn't stop. He hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow.

1 trailed Elijah all the way to a private room. The door was slightly ajan. I saw him sitting alone in the corner. He was lost in thought as he smoked.

He lowered his head, and his hair fell messily over his forehead He barely responded to anyone, only impatiently urging the server to pour more wine Then, Norman came over, and 1 pulled him away.

Unable to contain his frustration, Norman snapped, "What's wrong with you?"

"Is this the place where you rich kids always hang out?" I asked

Norman snorted and grumbled, "Yeah. So what? What's your problem? Can we just go eat or something?

I hesitated. "I, I just want to see what he's doing"

Norman muttered in annoyance and began to walk away. I quickly chased after him and grabbed his arm.

"Please. Can we just tale a quick look?"-1 pleaded..

Norman suddenly pushed me against the wall, lowering his voice. "What are you looking at? Can you see this handsome gay right in front of you?" The strong scent of his cologne almost made me dizzy.

I quickly pushed him away. "I thought he might be with another woman." I explained

Norman looked at me, his expression was filled with suspicion. "You think he's cheating?"

My mind was a bit scattered, and I wasn't sure what 1 was thinking. I simply came up with an excuse.

"I just think it's strange for him to be at a bar right now Shouldn't he be with Jocelyn?"

Norman frowned. "What's so strange about that? Aren't we here too?"

I shook my head. "It's different."

Norman's gaze was intense as he leaned in, a thoughtful look on his face. "Did something just come to your mind?"

was startled, feeling as if he could see right through me.

Norman seemed to understand everything. Suddenly, he grabbed me and moved me aside, gently pressing me against the wall to shield me.

I saw someone walking toward us, muttering curses under his breath. It was Porter.

He had a simple bandage wrapped around his head, looking disheveled

After Porter and his group passed by, Norman finally let go of me. He led me into a stat room and tossed in a uniform

I was taken aback. "How did you know about this place?" I asked.

Norman winked at me. "That's a secret."

I glanced at the revealing uniform and hesitated.

"Put it on. Or do you want me to help?" he urged.

This whole situation was becoming bizarre, something I never could have imagined.

Norman snatched the uniform from my hands. "Forget it. Let's go."

I quickly grabbed it back. "Fine. I'll wear it. But will wearing this actually let me sneak in and listen?"

Norman rolled his eyes. "I know the bar manager, Lean get you in."

As he spoke, he handed me a black mask. "Pat this on. All the servers wear one. He won't recognize you."

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As soon as I saw the mask, my doubts disappeared. I told Norman to wait outside while I quickly changed. When I walked out, Norman gave me a firtatious look and whistled "Not bad this uniform looks good on you," he teased.