Drake asked, “Mr. Weiss, why are you giving my company back to me all of a sudden? What are you up to?” He didn’t believe that this man had no ax to grind.
Arthur looked back at him with a smile. “I’m not up to anything, Mr. Goodwin. I’m just succumbing to my conscience. And besides, the management model of your company isn’t something that I’m good at, so I’m afraid of screwing it up.”
“Just who the hell are you? Why couldn’t I find any information about you in the country?” Drake was very curious about Arthur’s mysterious identity as well.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Goodwin. I’m not a bad guy. My family lives abroad, but my ancestors are from here,” Arthur replied earnestly.
Drake was still worried, though. He asked, “Sophia has lost your family heirloom and may not be able to recover it for the rest of her life. Will you hurt her because of that?”
“Sophia has told me about the loss of my family heirloom. I’ll try my best to search for it in the future, and I won’t blame it on her anymore,” Arthur promised calmly.
Drake was dumbfounded right away. This guy’s been boiling with rage in the beginning, so what makes him so calm and composed right now? He’s taken my company away because of a family heirloom, and now, not only is he giving the company back to me, but he also decides not to hold Sophia responsible. Why? Anyway, this is a good thing for the Goodwins, he thought. “Really?” he asked with a frown.
Arthur nodded. “That’s right, Mr. Goodwin. I just need her to cooperate with me in searching for my family heirloom in the future.”
Drake turned pale at once. “Do you have an evil intent against Sophia?”
Arthur shook his head earnestly. “I just want to be friends with her. I’ve got nothing else in mind.”
Drake heaved a sigh of relief. He didn’t like this guy to be his future son-in-law. It was obvious at a glance from the latter’s capricious moods and unpredictable behavior that he had to be some rich dandy spoiled rotten by his family.
With that, Drake took over his own company with all his shares returned to him. Moreover, he found that his company had won a few good bids after he let Arthur manage it, which would at least secure its profits for the next two years.
Sophia was sorting out documents at work when she received a phone call from her father. “What? Mr. Weiss returned the company to you?” she asked in shock.
“That’s right. Sophia, did he make any unreasonable demands on you?” Drake asked with concern.
“N-No, he didn’t. We’re just friends.” Sophia hurriedly clarified the matter. Nevertheless, the two kisses she had had with Arthur last time crossed her mind. Still, it’s just a kiss! It doesn’t count as anything, right? she thought.
“That’s good. Just stay away from that guy in the future. He’s too dangerous.”
“I know that, Dad.”
Drake immediately began to feel sorry for his daughter. “Why don’t you quit your job? Don’t be too hard on yourself.”
Sophia didn’t want to quit the job, though. “No, Dad. I don’t want to quit this job. I like this job very much, and besides, my boss is very nice to me.”
“Alright then. Don’t overwork yourself. I’ll make money for our family.”
“The same goes for you, Dad. Don’t overwork yourself.”
After hanging up the phone, Sophia breathed a soft sigh of relief, though there were a lot of things that came into her mind. Arthur seems to have become a different person now, she thought. Just then, her cell phone beeped with an incoming message, which she opened to reveal a simple text. It read, ‘Let’s eat together at noon.’ The text was sent by Arthur, and it wasn’t an invitation, but a notification.
Sophia bit her lower lip. She had promised Martha not to have any contact with Arthur anymore, but he had just returned her family’s company to her father. Should I treat him to a meal as a token of my gratitude? ‘Alright, it’s my treat,’ she texted, deciding to end their relationship after the meal.
‘OK. I’ll wait for you outside the Presgrave Group’s entrance.’
‘OK,’ Sophia replied; she then checked the time and realized that it was time for lunch. At 11:30 AM, she stepped into the Presgrave Group’s lobby. Just as she was hurrying toward the entrance with her head down, she accidentally bumped into someone, whose chest was so sturdy that it hurt her nose. She hissed in pain before she heard a deep male voice snort overhead. “What a clumsy girl,” it said.
Sophia’s eyes widened. F*ck, it’s him.
Arthur was waiting for her on the couch in the lobby when he saw her rushing all the way out of the elevator. He wanted to go over and greet her, but she bumped right into him instead.
