Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Drunk Loser
Noah had no idea what was inside the envelope, he drove to his apartment and called Ryan along with Brandon. He even asked them to bring some liquor bottles.

“Well, well, well,” Ryan swaggered inside the penthouse that belonged to Noah. With his feet clad in fluffy slippers he pitter-pattered inside the living hall while clutching at least three to four bottles of wine in one hand. In his other hand, he was holding three wine glasses.

He walked over to the plush grey couch and then sat down next to Noah with a plop.

“Look what we have here?” He said to his friend. “Never thought that I would see you asking for a heavy and strong shot.”

“Shut up and make a drink for me,” Noah rubbed his forehead as he didn’t even open his eyes and continued to rest his head on the head of the couch.

“Sure thingy bestie,” Ryan cooed before letting out a laugh. He opened the bottle of whiskey and poured a generous amount of the golden liquid in the glass before asking, “Do you want water, cold drink or ice?”

“Nothing just give it to me,” Noah said as he snatched the glass from the table.

Brandon, who walked inside the penthouse, was scared silly when he heard Noah say such a thing.

“You will have a heavy hangover tomorrow morning if you drown alcohol like that, at least pad your stomach with some bread,” he said as he placed the bag of bread in front of Noah.

Noah however ignored him and sipped on the drink that Ryan made for him before drowning it in one go.

Seeing how Noah was ignoring him Brandon felt his head ache.

“Woah there, easy on this baby,” Ryan said as he put away the whiskey. “This is twenty years old preserved whiskey, forceful. You will be knocked out in ten minutes if you continue drinking like that.”

“That will be helpful,” Noah muttered as he stared at the rim of the glass in his hands. He no longer knew what to believe anymore, even if he wanted to, one of the lies that Ariel told him was stripped clean in front of him.

She told him that Ariana forced her away because she felt that it was unfair. Ariel informed him that Ariana wanted him for his name and money. But if that was the case, why did Ariana only have him in mind for all these years?

Even if he forced his heart to deny Ariana’s care, he couldn’t do that. Her care was so blatant yet subtle that even his grandfather cottoned on to it, but he couldn’t.

In the past, he believed that he had a clear conscience and used Ariana as he wanted, but now he was no longer as clear-headed .

“What happened?” Brandon asked, sensing something amiss. Though he and Noah shared an employee and employer relationship now, when they were young, he was his other best friend.

A relationship he very much wanted to deny now.

Noah hung the glass with his fingers as he gripped its rim.

“A belief that I had complete faith on was shattered tonight,” Noah answered the question but at the same time he did not answer the question.

“Are you trying to fuck with me?” Brandon asked with a twitch going on his right cheek causing Ryan to burst out in laugh.

Noah smiled a little as well before shaking his head, “No,” he threw the diary that he had brought with him on the table.

Ryan was the first one to snatch it as he started skimming through the pages one by one, the more he read, the more his eyes widened.

“Who is this crazy chick? She seems to be obsessed with you.”

Brandon, on the other hand, took another take after taking a look at the diary.

“I think she is genuinely caring,” he remarked after reading the last page. “The fact that you like the scent of hyacinths and need them to treat your insomnia, is something that even I and Ryan do not know? It’s something that only after proper research and careful consideration can be found.”

Ryan’s eyes widened, and he smacked his hands together creating a loud clapping sound.

“It was Ariel wasn’t it?” He asked with a ‘I know it all’ look on his face. “She must have written these things down, other than her——”

“It was Ariana,” Noah interrupted Ryan from praising Ariel. At that moment, he was slightly annoyed and the trust in Ariel started to waver.

Ariel was the first one to tell him that Ariana did not love him but instead was using him to get away from the Harlow family where she was not treated kindly.

But after finding the things that Ariana had done for him, Noah no longer wanted to believe that what Ariel had told him was the truth.

“Who?” Ryan was as surprised as he could be. “Which Ariana?”

“How many Ariana do you think I know?” Noah questioned the man, momentarily stripping him of speech.

Brandon, on the other hand, was not surprised as he always believed that Ariana truly loved Noah. It was clear as day, but the two men simply refused to believe it.

Noah also noticed the lack of surprise in Brandon’s eyes and remarked, “You knew?”

“It wasn’t difficult to decipher as she treated you so well,” Brandon shrugged his shoulders. “I am not blind. Fortunately.”

Noah rubbed his forehead. Was it really as Ariana said? For the sake of keeping his conscience clean he subconsciously ignored her feelings even though he knew about them?

Because it was impossible for Brandon to figure out something that he couldn’t.

“How is this possible?” Ryan, like Noah, refused to believe that Ariana was not after money.

“You said the same thing the last time and look where it brought you,” Brandon stated causing Ryan to deflate.

“Superb, Brandon. Real good,” Ryan muttered as he too poured himself a shot of whiskey.