A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah) novel Chapter 238

Don’t go, gil The fun hasn’t even started yet. The best part is still to come,” one of the pretty girls salil 

Noticing my discomfort, Norman smirked playfully. I had no choice but to sit back down, slowly sipping my drink to hide my embarrassment. 

After a while, Norman’s rowdy friends showed up. They were all young, well–off, and pampered. They wore trendy clothes an 

Malles 

Upon seeing Norman, they greeted him respectfully 

“Hi, M. Wood.” Then, their eyes tell on me. Looking surprised, they asked, “Mr. Wood, 

this beautiful lady? 

and flashy watches—either diamond–studded Rolexes or Richa 

Norman reached out to put his arm around me, I dodged just in time, and he failed to hold me. He laughed and retracted his arm. 

“She’s Logan’s Briend” he replied casuall 

Everyone gasped and fell silent, as quiet as mice. Only Norman would be bold enough to bring Logan’s girlfriend to a bar 

I could see the question in their eyes-“How much longer can Norman survive? 

The atmosphere felt a bit awkward, but after a moment, everyone started having fun. As more people arrived, the room quickly filled up. 

Bortle after bottle of expensive wine was opened and platters of fruit and marks were serveil 

Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a familiar figure. I frowned. It was Porter Pollard, someone who had crossed me before. I shot him a cold book 

Porter was probably the least important person in the room. He was overly polite to everyone, especially Norman. He buttered them up with fake smiles. 

When it was his turn to raise a toast, he raised his glass with enthusiasm, eager to please. 

Toverheard Porter trying to flatter Norman. “Mr. Wood, we haven’t seen you in a while. What big project have you been working on lately?” he asked. 

Norman didn’t even bother to respond 

Forter didn’t seem to mind being ignored and kept chatting with the people around him 

Suddenly, Porter glanced over at me and froze. I quickly turned away, trying to hide behind my drink. But it was too late–Porter had already recognized me. 

He immediately walked up to me, looking down at me. “Well, well Look who it is. Ms. York, what a surprise,” he said, steering. 

His expression was full of resentment, clearly still holding a grudge from the last time I’d put him in his place. 

I smirked “What’s it to you? This place isn’t owned by Poster, is it? Just because you’re here doesn’t mean I can’t be 

Porter sneered, “Oh, Ms. York, aren’t you going through a divorce with Elijah? How much did he pay to get rid of you?” 

I rolled my eyes. “Drop in just go away.” 

Seving my irritation, Porter raised his voice. “Go away? This place isn’t for people like you. You’re not good enough for Elijah. He’ll dump you sooner or later.” 

I was immune to personal attacks like these by now. I just shrugged “Tni not an item. If you think Elijah’s: Someone who’s a perfect match.” 

Porter seemed taken aback by my sarcasm. He stared at me in suspi 

why don’t you tell him to find someone who’s truly compatible? 

Our last fight was sparked by an insult to my family that left me furious. But this time, I think my sharp tongue really surprised Porter as if he was seeing me in a new light. 

His eyes darted around before he leaned in closer. “Ms. York, I know you’re just putting up a front,” he said 

He paused while watching my reaction. “Why don’t you reconsider the divorce! If you’re willing to give me something in return, I put in a good word for you with Elijah. How does that 

Istered. “No need. I’m not a fool” 

Porter burst out laughing when he heard that He pointed at me and said to the people around us, “She said she’s no fool. Ha ha ha.. In our circle, who doesn’t know that Ariana Yock is a sucker and Elijah’s lapdog Tskisk_“ 

Porter laughed for a while but then he noticed that no one else was laughing with him. Something was off 

Before he could finish laughing, I picked up my drink and walled over to him, a cold smile on my face. “Care to repeat that?” I asked