Yannick, thank you for going along with my act just now. It was nice meeting you, and I hope we can see each other again sometime. I’ll be going home now."
After saying these insincere words, Aria saw an empty taxi drive by on the street and immediately waved her hand.
The taxi backed up and stopped beside her.
She opened the door, got in, and closed the door with a "pat." From start to finish, even as the taxi drove past Yannick, Aria never looked at him again.
And just like that... she left.
Yannick stood there as if frozen, not moving at all.
She really... just left like that?
He couldn’t believe his face, utterly unconvinced that he had just received such treatment.
So, was her eagerness to go on a date with him all fake?
She wasn’t really here to go on a date with him at all.
She just wanted an excuse to leave and use his phone to contact Ashton Heath?
At this moment, Yannick felt like someone had just cruelly slapped his face, making it "pa pa" in pain.
Aria’s unhesitating departure turned all his previous thoughts into wishful fantasies.
He was just glad he hadn’t done anything more embarrassing.
Originally, he planned to explain to Aria that he was just joking before and didn’t really intend to pursue her.
He wanted to cut off her ill-intended thoughts of clinging onto his wealthy leg, so she wouldn’t harbor any illusions about him.
Fortunately, he didn’t have a chance to say it.
Yannick stood there in a daze for a long time, not moving an inch at the entrance of Luxe Lounge with the deep night enveloping him.
Joanna had no idea that Aria had contacted Ashton Heath.
After Aria left, she was the only one left in the private room.
Her phone dinged twice, and she picked it up to see that Aria had sent her a message on Twitter.
Sweet Aria: Baby, I’m sorry I said I’d be with you. You’re still at Luxe Lounge, right? You haven’t left, have you?
Joanna didn’t even want to bother with her.
But she still replied: Are you with Yannick Luther now? Aria, don’t tell me you really like him; I won’t believe it.
Fluffy Cutie: What are you up to? Be honest!
Objectively speaking, Yannick had excellent conditions.
He came from a prominent family, was handsome, had a great physique, and was known to be generous and good at making women happy.
You could say, having a lover like him would make anyone proud to show off.
It wasn’t that she thought Aria couldn’t like him because his conditions were bad.
But a man with his kind of personality just wasn’t Aria’s type.
Even though Aria had an outgoing personality and was always chattering, she preferred mature and steady men.
Sweet Aria: Mr. Yannick is so handsome, rich, and knows how to woo people with sweet words. Why can’t I like him? You know I’m a sucker for looks; I absolutely adore super handsome guys like him.
Fluffy Cutie: You can fool others with these words, but you think I’ll believe them? You won’t tell me, huh? Fine, we’re done being friends.
Sweet Aria: No, baby I’m sorry. Fine, I admit I had another purpose, but I can’t tell you yet.
Fluffy Cutie: We’re done!
After sending that message, Joanna threw her phone onto the couch and ignored Aria.