Arthur now knew the reason why Sophia kept drinking. It was to boost her confidence to make a move
on him! She had learned the tricks!
Although he had been suppressing his desire well, it seemed like she could not rein it back anymore. A
wasted Sophia was nestling in his arms as she had drank too much.
When the elevator door opened, he had no choice but to carry her in bridal style. She gladly buried her
face into his chest while she felt her body floating on the clouds. Inhaling the scent on him, her face
began to burn.
He opened the door and placed her on the couch. Since she was completely wasted, she might not be
able to do anything regardless of how much she wished to.
However, Sophia was seemingly eager about it as she beckoned him over with her finger. “You…
Come right here.”
Arthur ignored her while he was busy switching on the curtain opener and the air conditioner. Plus, he
would not accept any advances from her when she was still under the influence of
alcohol. What if she deems it as a bad experience when she‘s sober? It will be my loss, then.
“Artie, come over here,” she sweetly called while lying on the couch.
Yet, he only gave her a cup of water. “Have some water. Let‘s talk when you’re sober.”
“No! I don‘t wanna be sober.” She shook her head, knowing that she would not have the guts to do the
naughty things without a push from the alcohol.
Arthur sat opposite her and declared in a serious tone, “You can only do things to me when you‘re
sober or else, it‘s no deal.”
Sophia blinked her beady eyes. “Why won‘t you? This is your chance.”
Suddenly, jealousy surged within him as she would have been taken advantage of had she been with
another man in this state. “Sophia Goodwin, promise me that I‘ll be the only one you wanna do bad
things with. Got it?” he ordered.
However, she disagreed, “But you said that it‘s no deal, so why should I promise you?”
Feeling helpless, Arthur stared at her before rising to his feet to approach her. “Are you sure you want
it? You can‘t have me stop midway, though.”
Sophia wrapped her arms around his neck in response. “I swear.”
He held his breath as he felt her body burning like the sun, igniting his body into fire.
Then, he stretched out his arms to carry her toward the bedroom. In a gruff voice, he replied, “As you
wish.”
Even if it was still early, things were getting steamy in the bedroom.
On the other side, Anastasia was feeling dizzy although she had attempted to control her alcohol
intake. With red cheeks, she came to her husband and rested in his arms.
Elliot wrapped his arms around her naturally. As a reward for the tiring night, he pecked on her head
gently. “Let‘s go take a rest in the room.”
She smiled and whispered, “Jared is not around tonight. Any ideas on what we should do next?”
At the sight of his beautiful wife cuddling in his arms, his voice became restrained and hoarse. “Well, I‘ll
listen to you tonight. I‘ll stop when you‘re tired.”
Anastasia burst into laughter while resting her head on his chest to hide her chuckles. Needless to say,
she was anticipating the night as well.
Once the event was coming to an end, the employees tended to the guests by escorting them to their
respective rooms, so the couple could leave earlier.
Standing not far away from them was Katrina, who was watching them leave with bitterness. Deep
down in her heart, she could not forget the pathetic sight of Anastasia wandering alone in another
country. However, the table had now turned. Anastasia was stunning and confident in front of everyone;
that very fact alone had elicited jealousy in Katrina.
Jacob, who shared the same fate as she did, approached her. “Kat, wanna have a drink together
tonight?”
Truth be told, she looked down upon someone like him. Although he was Mr. Presgrave too, his family
business was not of the same league as the Presgrave Group; its future was basically bleak.
Even so, it was fine to have a little bit of fun.
“Sure.” Katrina gladly accepted the invitation.
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