Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 692

When the man heard what Sophia said, he asked in a serious tone, “So, does that mean you’ll do anything I tell from now on?” you to do

Sophia’s face suddenly turned red, but she answered him with boldness. “Yes.”

“You’ll have an hour to return to my villa,” he demanded.

“Sure! I’ll be right back.” She responded before she hung up the phone with relief.

The debt is paid off. Mom and Dad don’t have to struggle to make a living, and I can stay with him for the rest of my life.

Sophia felt like she was in a trance as she gazed at the sunshine beyond the window.

She was surprised that she didn’t feel trapped when she thought she would be with Arthur for a long time. Instead, it

made her feel happy and she even looked forward to it.

After an hour, Sophia went to Arthur’s villa and ran into Emily as she was having her afternoon tea. When Emily first saw her, she was so mad that she threw up her tea and called Sophia out of the blue, “Hey, you! Come here!”

Sophia walked right over to her when she heard that. “Can I help you in any way, Miss Jennings?”

Emily pushed the desserts off the table all

of a sudden. “It’s dirty on the floor. Come

here and clean it up.”

Sophia watched as Emily tried to create a scene on purpose. If it was before, she’d ignore Emily for sure. Now, though, things are different. Arthur’s guest is Emily while I work for him. So, doing these things will come naturally to me.

“Yes, Miss Jennings.” Sophia was on her knees and picked up the desserts that had fallen on the floor, but all of a sudden, Emily stomped on one of the desserts with her shoe. She took them off and said, “My shoes are dirty on the bottom. Why don’t you wash it after you finish cleaning up this mess?”

Sophia nodded and kept wiping the floor while she was on her knees. Arthur appeared at the front entrance before he slowly entered.

He saw Emily in the garden, sitting cross legged on a reclining chair with a teacup in one hand and desserts sprawled on the floor underneath her. Then, he noticed Sophia, who was kneeling down and collecting the desserts off the ground as if she were a servant.

Emily was feeling smug as she watched Sophia clean up the mess she had intentionally made when she heard a cold male voice say, “Stop cleaning.”

Sophia’s hand stopped moving when she heard that voice. Then, she turned her head to look at the man who was coming toward them. She continued picking up those desserts instead of rising to her feet