Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 776

Chapter 776

“Sure, Grandma.” Emily gladly accepted the offer.

“Grandma, I have to deal with some work first. I‘ll join you guys for dinner later.” With that, Arthur

walked away.

Adoration oozed from Emily‘s gaze as she watched the tall, charming, retreating figure. I have to

become his wife! she swore.

“Emily, take a stroll in the garden with me, will you?” Martha asked.

“Sure. Grandma, will Artie be leaving again now that he‘s back?” Emily probed, to which Martha patted

her and soothed, “There‘s no need to worry, Emily. Artie‘s back now, isn‘t he? You have to create your

own opportunities, you know.”

Emily‘s eyes lit up upon hearing so. It looks like Grandma still wants me to become Arthur‘s wife. “I got

it, Grandma.” She nodded. “I‘ll definitely seize the opportunity.”

Martha nodded in response. At the end of the day, she was still inclined to have a young woman from

one of Flor‘s most affluent families marry her grandson. More than that, Emily‘s father was an

esteemed biologist in his field, and he had also given the Weiss Family tons of profit. It couldn‘t be any

better if Emily married Arthur.

Meanwhile, Arthur‘s car was heading toward a large laboratory. He had come to take a look at the

institute of biology and hear about the latest research replaceings in the meantime.

Johnny came out of the lab as usual. However, he grew somewhat nervous as he approached the

conference room, for there was an additional item in his pocket today—a micro–tube of serum.

“Dr. Jennings, Young Master Weiss is inside. Please come in!”

“Alright. Water for the both of us,” Johnny said to his assistant, who returned with two glasses of water

in no time. Johnny happened to be on the phone, and upon seeing his assistant, he ended the call and

said, “I‘ll take it from here. You can go back to your work.”

The assistant didn‘t put too much thought into it and handed Johnny the tray. As the assistant was

leaving, Johnny hurriedly spiked one of the glasses of water with the serum.

Following that, he entered the room with the tray to replace Arthur sitting on the couch, reading an analysis

report.

“Young Master Weiss, it‘s been a while,” greeted Johnny while putting the spiked glass

of water in front of Arthur.

“It has. Mr. Jennings. I heard you have cracked the engineering for the thing we discussed last time.

Congratulations on yet another masterpiece.”

“We couldn‘t have done it without your support, Young Master. If the Weiss Family hadn‘t supported my

lab and me, I wouldn’t be able to succeed,” Johnny thanked him sincerely.

Arthur smiled. “I need you just as much.”

“Yes, it‘s thanks to you that I‘m able to achieve all that I can today. A toast to you, Young Master

Weiss.”

Not the slightest bit suspicious, Arthur picked up the glass in front of him, cheered Johnny, and downed

the glass of water.

After drinking the water, a hint of nervousness and anxiety flashed across Johnny‘s eyes, and he

deliberately got up. “Young Master Weiss, allow me to give you a copy of the report. One moment,

please.”

Arthur nodded in response. However, just as he picked up the file on the table to read it, he suddenly

blacked out and fell into a deep slumber with little warning.

Seeing so, Johnny immediately grabbed his laptop and some portable device, sticking its pads onto

Arthur‘s vital spots above the brain.

Following that, Johnny opened his laptop and entered some enigmatic program containing complex

coding. Despite the sweat gathering on his forehead, he proficiently typed out a series of codes before

wiping Arthur‘s memory of Sophia clean.

Johnny looked to Arthur, asleep on the couch, and found the young man locking his brows into a furrow

for a while.

Finally, when all was done, Johnny sorted everything out and returned to the couch to wait for Arthur to

regain consciousness.

Not ten minutes later, Arthur opened his eyes in discomfort. Compared to earlier, his gaze was now

looking more aloof and expressionless.

“What happened? Why did I pass out, Mr. Jennings?” Arthur couldn‘t help but ask.

“It could be because you‘re burnt–out, Young Master. You should be fine now after a nap,” said Johnny

reassuringly.