Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 529

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Madelyn frowned, her brows knitting together. "She's never reached out to you before. This sudden contact definitely smells fishy. But don't worry—I've got your back. Whatever she's scheming, she'll have to think twice with me around."

Irene looked at Madelyn with a complicated expression, touched by her words. "Thank you, Madelyn."

Madelyn chuckled lightly. "Come on, we've been friends for years. No need for thanks. By the way, where did she want to meet?"

Irene replied, "Stone Haven Hotel."

Madelyn blinked in surprise. "A hotel?" The word hung in the air, leaving her momentarily stunned. What could Ariana possibly want, arranging a meeting in a hotel of all places?

A flicker of disgust crossed Madelyn's eyes.

Just as she suspected, that woman was definitely up to no good.

Pursing her lips, she turned to Irene with determination. "Alright, let's go and see what kind of game Ariana is playing."

Irene's fingers twitched slightly.

For a brief moment, something unreadable flashed in her eyes before they settled back into calm. "Okay," she said softly.

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Later, the two arrived at the designated location.

The private room number was 6703.

It was the most luxurious hotel in the city.

Madelyn and Irene sat at the dining table in silence, neither speaking as they each pondered what Ariana could possibly be planning.

Madelyn had already considered countless possibilities.

She had even devised countermeasures for each one.

But after nearly an hour of waiting, there was still no sign of Ariana. Gradually, Madelyn’s expression darkened. She shot a glance at Irene, who looked equally puzzled, and snapped, "Is Ariana playing games with us?"

Irene remained silent for a moment before replying, "I don’t know… but she definitely said to meet here."

Madelyn’s irritation flared. "Then where the hell is she?"

She wasn’t used to this—people usually waited for *her*, not the other way around. The frustration gnawed at her, though her initial wariness had dulled, replaced by a fresh layer of disgust for Ariana.

No one had any patience for someone who couldn’t be punctual.

And to think *Ariana* was the one who had asked Irene to meet!

Irene sighed, her expression resigned. "Let’s just wait a little longer."

Madelyn clenched her jaw, forcing down her anger before nodding stiffly. "Fine."

So they waited. Another hour crawled by.

This time, Madelyn had had enough.

Her face twisted in barely contained fury.

If not for the last shred of her upbringing, she would have cursed out loud. She had *never* met someone so shameless—first calling Irene out, then leaving them hanging for *two hours* without so much as a shadow of her. It was obvious now—Ariana was toying with them.

Even Irene was growing restless.