Trey irritably glanced toward the private room. "Such a sudden move isn't appropriate. I've already sent someone to handle it—give it two more days."
"And what about the list of Lacuna members?" Khloe asked again.
"I can't afford to provoke Lacuna. I can't give it to you for now."
"So you're breaking your promise?"
"I said, for now!" Trey gritted his teeth.
His fists tightened. He knew very well the woman on the other end of the line wanted nothing more than to see him dead, yet he still had to force himself to negotiate with her. Even he felt stifled by how humiliated he was.
"But I don't have patience. If I don't see the list tonight… then perhaps I should come find you instead?"
Khloe spoke softly.
Before Trey could respond, she had already reported the location of the restaurant where he was.
"Khloe!"
Trey flew into a rage, but just as he was about to explode, the call had already been cut off.
In the private room, Ariana had been waiting for a long time, glancing repeatedly toward the door.
The figure of Trey, who had been there earlier, had disappeared at some point.
She stood up, but was quickly pulled back by one of his classmates, who continued chatting with her.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Trey still had not returned.
Ariana finally couldn't hold back and went out to check, but there was no sign of him anywhere in the restaurant. She called him, but his phone was busy.
However, his friends were still inside the private room, so she couldn't simply leave.
Seeing Trey suddenly disappear, everyone else didn't find it strange. Instead, they comforted Ariana.
"Ariana, Trey is a busy man. He's always been like this—even back then, he'd leave the moment a call came in. Please understand."

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