Emily found her way to the cafe as she had asked Arthur’s bodyguards for his whereabouts, but she didn’t expect to find Sophia with him.
Arthur frowned as he saw her standing before them, while Sophia had already gotten up from her seat. “Miss Jennings, you can join Young Master Weiss. I shall be going.”
“I’ll see you off.” Emily faked a smile and wrapped her arm around Sophia as they walked out of the cafe. Sophia was forced to reciprocate the feigned intimacy as she walked beside Emily nervously.
Once they went out of the cafe, Emily’s expression changed into one of detest as she shoved Sophia forward and warned, “Sophia, stop harassing Artie, or else I’ll make you pay.”
The truth was far from what Emily said. Sophia never planned to cling to Arthur, and it was a mere coincidence that Arthur and she met at the funeral.
Therefore, she answered calmly, “Don’t worry. I’m not harassing him or anything. Even more, I don’t plan to.”
“I’m not going to trust any of your words. Have you ever wondered how influential his family is? Your life is a far cry from his!” Emily was staring at Sophia with folded arms; she didn’t even bother to hide her disdain. “It’s only your wishful thinking for him to fall in love with you! Furthermore, don’t try your luck. You’ll only suffer.”
Sophia looked into her eyes and replied, “First of all, I won’t categorize people into particular groups based on their background. Even though you’re born with a silver spoon, you need to respect others.”
“You—” Emily’s words were cut short as she didn’t expect a comeback from Sophia.
Sophia continued, “Sorting out the relationship is a matter which needs to be settled between Mr. Weiss and me. You’ve no right to meddle in our business.” Her eyes were icy cold as Emily’s superior attitude irritated her.
“You!” Emily tried, but no words came out either. It was just like last time.
“If you have feelings for Young Master Weiss, you’re free to pursue him. As for the result, it depends on you. Don’t take it out on me.” As if she didn’t notice Emily’s condition, Sophia continued.
Emily’s cheeks reddened at her words. Is she trying to imply I’ll not succeed?
She glared at Sophia. “If it wasn’t for your interference, I would have become his girlfriend sooner.”
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