Sophia immediately put the phone a little further away from her ear, and when the other end finally stopped talking, she said, “Do you want to get it back or not? If you want it, give me some time.”
“Where did you leave it? I’ll send someone to pick it up.”
“No, I’m scared you’d continue to hurt my dad when you get it back, so I won’t hand it over within a year,” Sophia said bravely.
“Are… Are you saying that I can only get it back a year later?” He was clearly asking her through gritted teeth.
“Yes, so you’d better be more patient,” she replied.
Just then, Sophia heard the sound of a car as the other end hung up the phone. Then, she soon saw Arthur again in the living room. Though her house was huge,
as soon as this man came in, it was as if the air turned still, making it difficult to breathe. Even Drake and Emma were a little afraid of him.
“Young Master Weiss, please take a seat and have a drink,” Drake said ingratiatingly, as if he were hosting an esteemed guest.
Arthur’s cold and sharp eyes shot straight at Sophia as he demanded, ‘Let’s talk alone.”
Sophia pointed to her father’s study and said, “Let’s talk in the study.
Hence, the two of them went in together, leaving the worried Drake and Emma outside. This young man was clearly a handful at first glance. Could their daughter really have a good chat with him? Would he hit her instead?
In the study, Sophia locked the door
before turning to look at the standing
man. “Mr. Weiss, do you agree to my
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