Chapter 1698


    Arabe stepped out of the hospital elevator with Horace, when suddenly, an excited voice rang out.


    "Is that you?" Timothy’s joy was unmistakable as he spotted her, "I''ve been looking for you for ages. I


    heard Sean''s also in this hospital. You haven’t run into him, have you? He didn''t give you a hard time?"


    Although Arabe was puzzled why he was so invested in her affairs, she remembered Sean


    mentioning that, if it weren''t for Timothy interceding on her behalf, she would have been in deep


    trouble.


    "Are you Timothy? The one who spoke up for me at the auction the other day?"


    "You figured it out?" Timothy beamed, "Yeah, I''m Timothy. I''m the kind of guy who can''t stand to see


    injustice and not do something about it. No need to thank me, but hey, if you insist, a cup of coffee


    would be nice?"


    Before Arabe could respond, Timothy shed a bright smile and said, "I know a couple of spots with


    great value for money. How about we swap contact details? What''s your name?"


    Seeing his genuine nature, Arabe found herself saying, "Arabe."


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    "What a beautiful name." Timothy handed her his phone to scan his WhatsApp QR code, and once


    they sessfully added each other, his burst of excitement was in to see.


    "You''ve helped me twice, at the car race, and again at the auction."


    "You remember all that? " Timothy was touched, "It was no big deal, really."


    In his joy, he asked with a hint of nervousness, "Are you free tomorrow?"


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    Tomorrow?


    Arabe thought for a moment. She had no ns, "I''m free tomorrow."


    "Great! I''ll send you the address of the coffee shopter. How about we meet up for coffee tomorrow?"


    "Sure."


    Timothy hadn''t expected Arabe to agree so readily and, perhaps out of concern she might


    reconsider, he hastily added, "Go ahead with what you were doing. I''ll get going."


    Having scored a date with his crush, Timothy was over the moon, bumping into passersby twice in his


    excitement.


    "Arabe, you''re going to treat him to coffee tomorrow?" Horace remarked, finding the lovestruck guy a


    bit goofy, amused by his clumsy departure.


    "Just a quick thank-you and a token of appreciation, then I''m outta there."


    "So you mean, leave him alone to enjoy the coffee while you just make a brief appearance?"


    "Is that a problem?"


    "Not at all. Your time is precious. Stopping by to say thanks is generous."


    Timothy, ecstatic about his date with Arabe, was practically bouncing off the walls, almost wishing he


    could sprout wings and soar.


    The sun seemed brighter than ever, the breeze on his face was pure bliss, and every sight along the


    way appeared beautiful. Every stranger he passed seemed incredibly friendly and charming.


    He couldn''t resist pulling out his phone to call his buddy Romeo and share his joy.


    "Romeo! I''ve got a date! I got that girl to agree to have coffee with me! You believe that? She''s not just


    a looker, her name''s a melody to the ears. I bet you''ve never heard a name this sweet."


    "Here we go again," Romeo sighed as he climbed the stairs to his office, "I''ll be at Belloria tonight."


    "Really? Then you have to see her! She''s drop-dead gorgeous, with a voice like an angel, and a face to


    match!" Timothy''s excitement was palpable, then he asked, "Weren''t you going to introduce me to your


    fiancée? No time like the present! How about tomorrow?"


    "I''ll check if my fiancée is free."


    After all, his Be was a busy woman, not someone he could meet at the drop of a hat.


    "Anyway, if you meet her, you''ll understand why I can''t let her go! She''s really something special,


    unique, and incredibly charming."


    "I''ve got another call," Romeo cut in, "You carry on with your madness."


    "Isn''t it called being madly in love, or don’t you get it?" Timothy was lost in his whirlwind of happiness,


    the world around him seemingly bursting with pink, heart-shaped bubbles.


    After hanging up, Romeo took a call from another friend, Derrick, "What''s up?"


    "Romeo, I''ve got to ask you, when you see your fiancée, do you get that butterflies-in-the-stomach,


    heart-racing kind of feeling?"