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Chapter 23 Vivianne Sinclair I pulled up at the restaurant. The same one Scott and I went a few days ago. I liked their food, so I think Noah might like it too. “Didn't know such a place exists…” Noah said as he pulled out a chair to sit. “Yeah… Scott brought me here days ago. Their food is really nice here. You'll enjoy it.” I saw his eyes flicker with anger for a moment, then he subtly nodded without saying a word. Jealous? No way! “Do you like something spicy? That's what we had last time when we came here.” I blurted out, and he scoffed. “No, thanks. I'll pass.” Oops! I shouldn't have mentioned that. “Waiter!” He called out, and a young slim lady walked over to us, her face brightened with a smile once she noticed Noah. “Oh, my God! Is that really you, Noah? Noah Boulevard?” She gasped, covering her mouth, her eyes widened… as if she'd just seen a celebrity. ‘What are you saying, Vivianne? Noah is an award winning hockey player. He's known everywhere. Of course, he's a celebrity!’