Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 717

“I don’t quite understand what you’re saying, Mrs. Goodwin,” Arthur said. He was someone who had to get his answers.

“You should know well why my husband’s company went bankrupt, and what methods you used to threaten the people around him to betray him and set him up! You made my husband owe the bank one billion, but even if you repaid the debt for us, we won’t be grateful to you. Just leave! You’re still young, so why are you so cruel?” After Emma finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Outside the door, Arthur’s face stiffened as he remembered what he did to acquire the company. It was true that the theft of his family heirloom had pushed him into putting a knife on Drake’s partner and threatening him to set up a trap for Drake to fall into, making him lose his company and even owe the bank one billion.

Arthur was never one to regret his actions, but for this matter, he did regret a little. If Drake and Emma knew about this, did their daughter know as well? If she did, was it the reason why she hadn’t answered his calls?

In the hospital, Sophia had just taken her phone from the nurse. As soon as she turned on the screen, twenty-eight missed calls appeared in her notifications.

She couldn’t help but feel surprised and quickly clicked in to see who had called, only to find out that it was all from Arthur. Was this guy crazy? Why did he call her so many times? Just as she was thinking that, her cell phone rang again with another call from him.

Sophia’s hand jolted, causing her to nearly drop her phone. Fortunately, she scooped it back into her arms and asked huffily, “Why do you keep calling me?!”

The man on the other end coughed slightly before asking, “Where are you?”

“I’m at work.”

“You’re working?”

“Yes, I’m working now. If you don’t need anything in the future, don’t come looking for me,” Sophia said righteously.

“I only gave you a short holiday. I didn’t allow you to completely leave my side,” Arthur grumbled unhappily.

“I don’t think I’ve signed a contract to sell myself off to you! I didn’t put my fingerprint on anything either. I have my own freedom, and you don’t have the right to interfere,” Sophia rebuked sharply, her back straightening as she spoke.

Her guilt of losing his heirloom disappeared because of what he had done to her father. If she lost it, then so be it. If he wanted her to pay for it, she had nothing of value to compensate him, only her own life.

“Let’s meet!” Arthur suggested, not wanting to argue with her over the phone.

Unexpectedly, Sophia agreed readily. “Fine. I’ll be waiting for you at the cafe next to Presgrave Corporation.”

She even decided on the venue.

“All right.” Arthur was clearly taken aback.

Sophia took a taxi back to Presgrave Corporation and walked to a high-end cafe next to it. She kept cheering herself up and thought about many things. In particular, Martha’s words clung to her mind like a magic spell, telling her to leave Arthur, and that even if she hurt him, she had to leave him.

She was just dazing away, immersed in her own thoughts, when she felt someone coming over. She raised her head and saw the man who had just come in from outside appearing in her sight, his handsome figure silhouetted by the light. She felt her heart beat faster uncontrollably, and all of the women around them had their gazes and hearts stolen away by the man as well.

Arthur saw the girl sitting in a corner at the back instantly. He strode over elegantly, and as he sat down on the couch, he crossed his long legs as if it was the most natural thing ever. When the waiter came over, he casually asked for a cup of iced Americano.