The assistant recounted the evening's events, explaining how Ariana, in her drunken state, had willingly jumped into Holden's car. However, it was Holden who had generously offered to ensure she got home safely.

As the assistant described how Ariana had darted towards Holden's vehicle, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She was horrified by her actions, which she now saw in a different light.

Listening further, Ariana realized the magnitude of her actions from the night before.

The regret deepened, knowing she shouldn't have consumed so much alcohol.

Once the call ended, she turned to Melon, attempting a casual tone.

"Can you tell me about last night after we got back?"

As Melon narrated the events, Ariana's face went from pale to crimson.

Being drunk was one thing, but her antics in the house, especially in front of her child, was a new level of mortification.

After detailing the previous night, Melon took a bite of his bread, looking displeased.

“This bread's too hard."

Ariana's gaze landed on the peculiar-looking food. It reminded her of the bunny-shaped cupcakes Holden made for his daughter.

"When did he leave?" she quickly asked.

Melon responded, "Just a bit ago. He mentioned he had work."

Without a second thought, Ariana darted outside, only catching a fleeting glimpse of the departing car's taillights.

A mixture of gratitude and curiosity welled up. She had hoped to express her thanks and get a good look at Holden.

Yet, as she stood there, another face popped into her mind: Sadie.

Ariana reflected on the growing frequency of her interactions with Holden. Even if she did want to delve deeper into their uncanny resemblance, what purpose would it serve? After all, Holden was already engaged to someone else.

She might not have a high opinion of Sadie, but Ariana was principled enough to know she shouldn't meddle in their relationship.

Her introspection was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Lost in thought out here?" Turning, she saw Mitchel, a gift box in hand.