Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 771

Chapter 771

“Mom, don‘t get upset. Artie isn‘t from the underworld, and his family does honest dealings. It‘s just that

they‘re not from here,” said Sophia as she refuted the claim.

“Where are they from, then?” Drake questioned.

Sophia choked at that. To be honest, she didn‘t know either, for she had never asked Arthur anything

about his family.

“Look at yourself. You know nothing about him, yet you‘re dating him! Are you going to help him count

his money after he tricks you and sells you off?” Never did Emma think her daughter was an idiot

before this.

“Break up with him. From now on, I don‘t want you to have anything to do with the man,” Drake

ordered, not wanting to see his daughter ruined in the hands of that young man.

“Yes, I‘m with your father on this. No matter how far you guys have gone at this point, you have to

break up with him. Your father and I will replace a good family for you after this.” Emma wasn‘t taking no for

an answer either.

At that, Sophia grabbed her bag and shot right up. “Well, I‘m sorry to disappoint you two, but I love him,

and I don‘t want to break up with him.” The next second, she dashed out of this place; she knew that if

she didn‘t run, her parents would very likely lock her up in this house and forbid her from going

anywhere.

“You come back here this instant, Sophia!” Emma chased after her, but she could only watch as the

latter got into the car and left. The couple exchanged a glance at that, livid with rage.

“That man has gotten our daughter for good,” said Emma fumingly, but she then recalled how good–

looking Arthur was. That man looked like he could be on the front cover of The Sexiest Man Alive, for

she had never seen a hotter man than him.

They wouldn‘t have reacted like this if he was from an honest background. However, not only was this

man mysterious and unfathomable, he was filthy rich and crazy powerful. Evidently, he was a guy who

couldn‘t be messed with.

While Sophia stopped at a red light, she made a call to Arthur.

“Hey,” His deep, melodious voice came from the other end of the line.

“Artie, my parents have found out about our relationship. I‘m coming back now. We might have to move

out of my house,” said Sophia. Her parents would definitely try to catch them at her place.

“In that case, I can sit down and talk to your parents. Running away isn‘t going to solve anything,

Sophia.”

“No way. You have no idea how scary my mom and dad looked when they talked about you. They

seriously have a huge problem with you.” Sophia didn‘t want him to be berated as well.

“Trust me, Sophia, I can persuade them into letting us date.” Arthur tried to comfort her.

However, Sophia turned apprehensive. “No, let them calm down first!”

“We‘ll talk after you come back. You‘re on the road now, so you shouldn‘t get too emotional. I‘ll be

waiting for you at home,” he replied while trying to soothe her.

At that, Sophia could only calm down and drive home, but it didn‘t stop her from speeding a little. At

last, after parking her car, she dashed right home and threw herself into the man‘s arms as soon as she

entered the door, refusing to let go.

“I don‘t want us to separate, Arthur. I don‘t want to lose you. I want us to be together for the rest of our

lives,” Sophia cried out emotionally and greedily.

Arthur secured her in his arms and kissed her hair as he cooed, “You won‘t lose me. You‘ll never have

to worry about losing me.”

Arthur feared not of the future. What man would he be if he couldn‘t even protect the woman he loved?

As such, he had to love and protect the one his heart had dead set on until the end.

Meanwhile, there was a mysterious manor in the heart of Flor, and in that manor lived a mysterious and

complex family.

The family‘s lineage could be traced back to two hundred years ago. They were as wealthy as a nation;

their business spanned nearly everything; and they possessed ancillary properties where most of the

people who lived there served the family.

Inside a lavish mansion, a young woman sat restlessly on the couch. She paced back and forth,

evidently uneasy.

A woman with her hair tied elegantly into a bun approached the young woman and held her hand.

“Relax, Emily. I’ve asked around, and Young Master Weiss will return soon.”