Emily found her way to the cafe as she had asked Arthurâs bodyguards for his whereabouts, but she didnât expect to find Sophia with him.
Arthur frowned as he saw her standing before them, while Sophia had already gotten up from her seat. âMiss Jennings, you can join Young Master Weiss. | shall be going.â
âI'll see you off.â 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, âSophia, stop harassing Artie, or else I'll make you pay.â
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, âDonât worry. Iâm not harassing him or anything. Even more, | donât plan to.â
âI'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!â
Emily was staring at Sophia with folded arms; she didnât even bother to hide her disdain. âItâs only your wishful thinking for him to fall in love with you! Furthermore, donât try your luck. You'll only suffer.â
Sophia looked into her eyes and replied, âFirst of all, | wonât categorize people into particular groups based on their background.
Even though you're born with a silver spoon, you need to respect others.â
âYouââ Emilyâs words were cut short as she didnât expect a comeback from Sophia.
Sophia continued, âSorting 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.â Her eyes were icy cold as Emilyâs superior attitude irritated her.
âYou!â Emily tried, but no words came out either. It was just like last time.
âIf you have feelings for Young Master Weiss, you're free to pursue him. As for the result, it depends on you. Donât take it out on me.â As if she didnât notice Emilyâs condition, Sophia continued.
Emilyâs cheeks reddened at her words. Is she trying to imply I'll not succeed?
She glared at Sophia. âIf it wasnât for your interference, | would have become his girlfriend sooner.â
Sophia chuckled. âYou've always thought lowly of me. If so, there arenât many things | can do to catch his attention, unless heâs a fool to fall for me easily.â
âHow dare you call Artie a fool!â Emily was so enraged she raised her hand, about to slap Sophia.
At that moment, Arthur stepped out of the cafe and strode toward them. He had been listening to their conversation for a while and decided to step forward to prevent any further conflict. As he settled into a stance, he glared at Emily. âEmily, stop it.â
When she saw him showing up, the first thought that appeared in Sophiaâs mind was to look for an escape route. | canât believe heâs right behind us! How long has he been eavesdropping?
As she turned on her heels to make an escape for the elevator, Arthurâs voice echoed behind her. âStop right there.â
He was reconsidering his opinion about Sophia. Seeing the other side of her was a surprise to him and he found it amusing as he walked toward her. âYou're running away after you called me a fool?â
Sophia had no choice but to turn around and face him. As she looked into his deep eyes, she explained, âI-I didnât mean to call you a fool.â
âYou did!â Seeing an opportunity, Emily joined in.
âMiss Jennings, you donât understand. Iâm saying that Young Master Weiss would be a fool to fall for me.â At that, she gloated over her wise comeback and asked for Arthurâs opinion. âYoung Master Weiss, you're not interested in me, right?â
âOf course, Iâm not,â he answered between gritted teeth.
Sophia cast a glance at Emily with a blooming victorious smile on her face. âDid you hear him? He doesnât like me!â
Emily stared at her speechlessly as she had the feeling that it was a perfunctory act.
Looking straight into Arthurâs eyes, Sophia reminded him, âYoung Master Weiss, please clarify that there is nothing between us, or else your pursuerâMiss Jenningsâwill misunderstand.â
Even though the odd feeling still lingered within Emily, she was deprived of the chance to talk back as Sophia stepped into the elevator. She turned to Arthur involuntarily and saw him stare at the shut elevator door with mixed feelings.
âHow rude of her!â In the end, Emily could only harrumph a response.