Even if Arthur had been manipted, the imposing aura he exuded remained the same.


    Hearing footstepsing from the garden, he stopped and turned around to find a servant leading Sophia in his direction. He


    furrowed his brows slightly in response. What is this woman doing here, still wandering around in the garden at thiste hour?


    Sophia fought hard to conceal the sadness and adoration in her eyes upon seeing him, and she lowered her head, not intending


    to greet him. She wanted to go to her room and lock herself in from here on, or she would go mad.


    She grew increasingly miserable as the countdown to his wedding became shorter. She was tough but not tough enough to


    remain emotionless as she watched the man she loved deeply marry another woman.


    “Stop.” A crisp voice came from behind her.


    “Young Master Weiss,” the servant greeted him, then walked away astutely.


    Sophia stood in the brightly lit hall with her back facing him, having no intention of turning around. Meanwhile, he came forth with


    steady footsteps and stopped in front of her. With one hand in his pocket, he lowered his eyes and sized her up.


    “Why run away when you see me? Are you not going to say hi?” Arthur asked with irritation, causing Sophia to face away. “It’s


    reallyte. | want to return to my room and rest.”


    Arthur suddenly felt frustrated. He checked his watch to find it was already 10.00PM, but he wanted to be with her for a while


    longer.


    “Are you free? Join me for a drink,” Arthur asked, to which she rejected resolutely. “No.”


    “Did you say you’re my friend? We''ll just have one ss as friends. | won''t take up much of your time,” Arthur insisted.


    Sophia shut her eyes and fought back the urge to keep himpany. However, just as she wanted to turn him down again,


    Arthur sped her wrist and dragged her to the wine cer without another word.


    Sophia had thought he was taking her to the dining room, but it quickly became apparent to her that she was wrong. This man


    had avish wine cer in his basement, storing the best liquor around the world.


    As she stepped out of the elevator, she looked at the dimly lit wine cer with amazement.


    “Do we have to drink here?” Sophia mumbled, causing Arthur to look over his shoulder at her. “Are you afraid I''ll do something to


    you?”


    Sophia took a gander at him in response. Hadn’t you already done everything you were allowed to? What else can there be for


    me to be afraid of? She just thought, with her current position, they shouldn''t be in the same room.


    Moreover, there weren''t any servants here, like this was an isted environment.


    “Rx, | just want to grab a drink. | have no interest in doing anything else.” With that, he removed his jacket to reveal a dark-


    colored dress shirt beneath it, exposing his perfectly shaped body.


    The warm golden lights enveloped him, making his handsome face even more refined. He drummed his fingers beside the wine


    cab like he was picking his favorite liquor.


    This scene intensified his noble temperament exceptionally.


    His looks alone could infatuate a woman. However, if he was gentler and his gaze was more tender, no woman would be able to


    escape his grasp.


    Sophia suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and she looked away. She feared if she continued to look, she wouldn''t be able to stop


    herself from running to him and hugging his waist from behind to feel the affection they used to share.


    “What would you like to drink,” asked Arthur as he turned around.


    “I''m good with anything.” She was just here to keep himpany.


    While smirking, he pulled a bottle of red wine out, then proficiently uncapped it. Following that, he took two wine sses and


    filled them up before handing one to her.


    Sophia had the urge to get wasted as she looked at the ss of red wine while standing in front of the wine cab. I''ll only


    wake up tomorrow afternoon if | get drunk now, won''t |? Then, | won’t have to think about him marrying someone else.


    At that, she took the ss from him and chugged it down her throat. He had picked out a sweet red wine; it tasted pretty smooth.


    Arthur, on the other hand, looked at her with dismay while holding his ss of red wine. Does this girl even know how to drink


    wine? Such a fine wine, but she’s gulping it like it is water!


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