I looked at her and asked, confirming, “You mean Arthur Morgan?”

She nodded politely. “Yes.”

I glanced over at Atlas, who was engaged in conversation with Noah at the neighboring table, accompanied by an elderly man. I couldn't spot Arthur anywhere.

Afraid Arthur might have been waiting for a long time, I hesitated to interrupt Atlas. I told the receptionist, "You don't need to accompany me, I can go to the rooftop alone. When he finishes talking, just inform him about my whereabouts."

She nodded with a cheerful smile. "Sure. Don't worry. Once he's done, I'll let him know. Do you know the way? Are you sure you don't want me to guide you?"

I nodded confidently, "No problem, I can find my way."

I then stood up and headed toward the exit. I believed Arthur wanted to talk privately, considering the crowded environment in the restaurant. Hence, he asked me to meet him on the rooftop.

The rooftop of the Bourdamun Hotel was a specially constructed scenic platform. I talked with Noah on