Chapter 622
Night of Destiny
Jacob! She jumped to her feet in surprise.
âSophia, letâs go to the beach and have fun!â Jacob was sitting on a quad bike to take her for a ride.
The look of ecstasy on Sophiaâs face illustrated her desire to go. âWait for me!â
She went downstairs in great haste and, as soon as she met Arthurâs cold gaze, she stopped in her
tracks.
âYouâre not allowed to go out, he responded icily as he had heard Jacob too.
âPlease, Young Master Weiss. We can have fun on the island anyway. Canât I just go out and play?â
Sophia interlaced her
hands together and pleaded with beady eyes.
âNo can do.â However, Arthur stared at the laptop screen and rejected her like a strict and heartless
parent.
Gazing at the handsome face, she bit her lips in frustration.
Iâll only hang out for half an hour, okay?â Sophia made a concession, which was ignored by Arthur..
âTwenty minutes! Or ten minutes! Iâll return after just one ride.â Her sole wish was to head outside, no
matter how short the time would be.
âDo you like him that much?â He raised his head with a disdainful look.
âNo. I just wanna play by the beach.â She was being honest with her answer. No one including her
would want to waste the chance to play outside..
Still, Arthur was sure that Sophia liked Jacob as he announced cruelly, âYouâre not going anywhere
today.â
She pulled a long face. âThen, Iâll inform him about it.â
With that being said, she went outside to
tell Jacob, âJacob, Iâm afraid I come along. I have things to do.â
âWhatâs there to do when we should be having fun right now?â Jacob was disappointed, for his plan to
create wonderful memories with Sophia by the beach had gone out of the window.
âSorry, but I really canât go.â She sighed. âLetâs hang out next time!â
âSophia, who are you staying with?â asked a curious Jacob.
âIâ¦â Before Sophia could even finish her words, she heard footsteps behind her and she turned
around, only to see Arthur sauntering over in a black shirt.
Jacob was stupefied by the manâs appearance as well. Although Jacob believed that he was not that in
comparison with the anonymous man, who seemed to be of the same age, he felt inferior for some
reason.
Even though the man was merely sanding at the yard, he was even more dazzling than the sun with
that surreal visuals and stature. The sophisticated aura emanated from him was that of fostered by an
inherent ego, not his good looks.