NovelEnglishAfter another bout of apologies, Aaron left.
Sophia was extremely conflicted. Arthur had acquired her father’s company through despicable means, even sending him to the police and giving him a debt of one billion. Did her family still have to be grateful to him just because he kindly repaid the debt for her father? He was the cause of the trouble and also the solution to it; her family was innocent in all this. Was all of this because she accidentally picked up his family heirloom and lost it? “Sophia, stay away from Mr. Weiss. You shouldn't get involved with a man like him, understand? It might cost you your life,” Drake warned his daughter somberly.
“I will, Dad,” she promised.
“From a glance, | can tell that he’s a spoiled child from a rich family who's used to doing whatever he wants without caring about anything.” The more Drake thought about it, the angrier he felt, and he had no affection for Arthur at all.
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Sophia went upstairs and sprawled out on her bed, her heart feeling inexplicably heavy. Meanwhile, in a cabinet, the screen of her silenced phone repeatedly lit up with unanswered calls from a certain someone.
After dialing one last time, Arthur couldn't control his temper and threw his phone on the couch beside him before it fell on the carpet with a pitiful thud. “Damn it, why isn’t she answering?” When Elliot returned to the Presgrave Residence at night, Anastasia sat with him on the couch in the living room.
“If you're scared, let's go home,” he said to her.
She shook her head. “Grandma loves us so much. Even if she is on the other side, she’ll definitely still love us.” He kissed her hair. “You're right.” However, Elliot took her back to the villa a little later in the end. When Anastasia woke up after a good night's sleep, she found that the man next to her was gone, and she got up after putting on a jacket. In the living room, Elliot was drinking alone on the couch. There were several extinguished cigarette butts in the ashtray next to him. Anastasia felt sorry for him, but couldn't find the words to comfort him. After all, his love for his grandmother was stronger than mere family affection.
She went downstairs and held onto the tipsy man. “Let’s go back to the room and sleep.” All of a sudden, Elliot hugged her. The man, who hadn't cried in front of anyone from start to end, buried his head in her hair as a stream of tears slipped from his red eyes. Anastasia patted him on the shoulder and hugged him tightly. That night, this man who was usually strong and powerful was at his most vulnerable.
Half an hour later, he nodded off while in her embrace after losing sleep for nearly two nights. When she combed through her hair, she noticed that it was slightly damp, and she felt even more pained as she looked at the man in her arms.
Early in the morning at the Goodwin Residence, Sophia had gone to work when a black SUV stopped at the entrance around ten o'clock. The man who stepped out of the car had a handsome yet cold face, and he was donned completely in black, making him look extremely unapproachable.
Emma was watering in the garden when she saw the person outside the entrance. She walked over and opened the small gate, and asked him unceremoniously, “Can | help you, Mr. Weiss?” However, Arthur was polite as he asked, “Hello, Mrs. Goodwin. Is Sophia at home?” “Sophia won't be seeing you in the future. You should leave!” Emma was nearly going to lose her temper. After learning the truth about her husband’s bankruptcy the previous night, she was so angry that she could barely sleep.
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“Why?” Arthur slightly furrowed his beautiful eyebrows. Did he make her angry? “Close the gate, Emma. And what did he say?” Drake’s voice sounded from behind.
Emma reached out and shut the small gate of the villa, saying to him through the bars, “Don’t come looking for my daughter in the future. I'll make her stay away from you.” Arthur fell silent at her words.
As Drake's leg was not completely healed yet, he only stood by the door and didn’t go over to them as he asked his wife to come back instead.
“Mrs. Goodwin, can you please tell me what happened to Sophia?” Emma was just about to leave, but when she saw that Arthur was still asking questions, she turned around with a sneer. “I'm telling you, young man, you shouldn't be too cruel and despicable when you're doing things. One day, you'll be put in your place.”
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