If he had really decided to marry someone else, why would he behave so passionately and tenderly all
those nights? Why would his eyes exude love for her unreservedly?
Sophia knew that was love. He didn‘t fake it, nor was he acting. That was his genuine feeling
Thus, she walked further down into the blind alley, having a hard time coming to herself. Arthur clearly
loved her, but why would he suddenly marry someone else? It‘s Emily, isn‘t it? she
thought. She‘s Old Madam Weiss‘ number one pick for Arthur.
As Sophia continued to cry, she suddenly turned and grabbed Anastasia‘s arm, imploring, “Anastasia,
can you take me to the wedding? I… I want to give him my blessings.” Despite being overwhelmed with
sorrow, she still wanted to attend Arthur‘s wedding, even if it was to witness his happily ever after with
another woman.
Sophia‘s plea took Anastasia aback for a few seconds. Fearing that Anastasia would reject her, the
woman took pains to promise, “Anastasia, I promise I‘ll just watch. I swear I won‘t cause any trouble… I
just want to see him get married. Please, I beg you.”
Anastasia fixed Sophia‘s hair, her heart aching for this poor and heartbroken soul. “Sophia, I don‘t think
you should go. You‘ll only feel even more horrible.”
Sophia suddenly chuckled wryly, then sighed. “Did you know, Anastasia? When I started seeing him, I
never even dared to think of having a future with him. I know I don‘t belong in his future. Now that he‘s
getting married, I‘m not asking for much; I just want to see him. It might even help me get over him
even more.”
Anastasia pondered for a moment before saying, “Why don‘t you think about it overnight? If you really
want to go, you can come to me whenever. I’ll let you join as my assistant. But for now, let me send you
home.”
Sophia nodded in agreement and stood up, but because she was a little weak at the knees, she had to
prop her hands on the table to stand straight. Meanwhile, Anastasia helped her out of the cafe.
After sending Sophia home, Anastasia asked Grace to keep the woman company for a while while she
went home.
At the mansion, after the father and son shared dinner together, Jared went to practice piano while
Elliot went to the balcony for some fresh air.
Elliot prided himself on his acute perception, and he thought something wasn‘t right with Arthur‘s
wedding. Would Arthur, his brother from another mother, ask his
family butler to inform him of something as important as his wedding?
Did he not even have the time to make a call? Knowing Arthur, he would definitely share such
noteworthy news himself.
Hence, Elliot thought none of this made any sense. Just then, his ringtone sounded, and he checked to
find Richard calling.
“Hey, Richard,” Elliot answered the call.
“Elliot, you‘ve got word of Artie‘s wedding, haven‘t you?” Richard asked on the other end of the line.
“I heard about it this afternoon. What about you?”
“About the same time. How busy do you think that dude is to ask someone else to inform us of
something as important as his wedding?!” Richard thought something didn‘t add up either.
“You think so too, huh? I was wondering the same thing. This isn‘t like Artie.”
“Yeah! Between the three of us, he likes to share the most. He would‘ve called us himself about
something this important,” said Richard.
“When will you be heading over?”
“As soon as I‘m done with the things at hand. I want to verify some things myself.” As a bachelor,
Richard was a man of action in practically everything.
“Alright, you go ahead. Let me know if anything comes up.”
“Sure. Things can‘t go wrong between the three of us. I heard Artie got involved in biotech after his
parents passed from illness. His family is complicated, and I have to see if anything happened to him.”
Elliot thought so too. “Alright, you go ahead. We‘ll catch up with you.”
Just then, he noticed that a car had driven in. With that, he put his phone away and went downstairs.
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