Chapter 649
Night of Destiny
âI-I want to go, butâ¦â Sophia was in a difficult position as she knew that Arthur definitely wouldnât let her
do so.
âItâs a rare opportunity, Sophia. All the youngsters will be there. Itâs going to be so much fun.â
With a nod, she answered, âLet me think about it.â
âOkay. Weâre leaving at nine and Iâll come to you by then.â As Jacob said that, a person sat down on the
chair that he was holding.
It was Arthur; he had returned.
An awkward Jacob released his grip on the chair and said to Sophia, âIâll be waiting for you, Sophia!â
She saw Jacob return to his seat, and only then did she turn to look at the man beside her. âYoung
Master Weiss, can I
discuss something with you?â
âGo ahead.â Arthur replied coldly.
âI heard that thereâs a night sea tour tonight. Can I go? she asked softly.
âNo.â He rejected her without thinking
twice.
So merciless! She sighed upon hearing that. Although she knew that he wouldnât agree to it, she couldnât
help but show her disappointment. âBut I really want to go.â
Arthur pretended not to hear her and
continued drinking his wine.
It was already late, and those elders had. already left and gone to rest. On the contrary, the youngsters
had just started their nightlife. The firework show tonight, as well as the night sea tour, were all activities
worth going to..
Jared was behaving well tonight too. He followed Nigel back to the manâs mansion since there were his
favorite Legos and games there.
On the other hand, Anastasia had come to Masonâs table and was chatting with
him. No one knew where Katrina went and the other Presgraves had already gone back. Anastasia and
Mason were the only two left sitting at the table.
âI hope youâre having a good time, Mason. I apologize if thereâs any inconvenience caused.â Anastasia
was extremely busy today, so she couldnât talk much with him.
âIâm glad enough to be able to participate in your wedding. Thereâs no need to give me special
treatment,â Mason answered with a smile.
Then, she poured a glass of wine and raised the glass before saying, âA toast to you, Mason.â
He raised his glass and clinked hers before drinking a few sips.
After looking around the lively wedding hall, she sighed with emotion and said, Iâm where I am today
because of your help and encouragement back then.â
âDonât say that. Youâre a tough person. I believe that even if it were not for me,
you would have made it through that period too.â Mason didnât dare to take the credit.
âNo. Itâs you who helped me to become who I am today, allowed me to meet the love of my life and
encouraged my son to find his biological father,â she said seriously.
Anastasia had exquisite makeup tonight, and after drinking some wine, her cheeks were flushed, which
made her extra beautiful. She was so beautiful that people couldnât take their eyes off her.
At a table not far away from them, Elliot was talking with the guests, but his gaze was fixed on his wife.
He chugged the glass of red wine melancholically when he saw her smiling so gently and brightly in front
of another man on their wedding day.
However, he couldnât say anything as Mason was really the one who helped Anastasia overcome her
dark times. Elliot should be thanking that man, which was why he was enduring the frustration.
Just as he saw his wife raising her glass for the third time with Mason, Elliot realized he couldnât take it
anymore; he went straight to them with a wine glass in his hand.
âSweetheart,â he called her calmly.
Anastasia lifted her head and realized Elliot was there. With her chin propped on her hands, she
murmured, âAre we leaving now?â
âIâm here to make a toast to Mr. Sullivan.â Elliot clinked his glass with Masonâs. âThank you for helping my
wife during those days.â
âItâs nothing, President Presgrave.â Mason stood up immediately to drink with him. After that, Elliot could
only use one reason to whisk his wife away. âYouâre drunk, sweetheart. We should head back and rest
now.â As he said that, he placed his arm around her waist and brought her to the main table. After
excusing themselves from the elders there, he held her hand and brought her out of the hall.
And so, they made their way back to the mansion, the sounds from the banquet hall growing further
away from them. Currently, the street lights shone brightly as they lit up the road. Anastasia had drank
several glasses of wine tonight, so her eyes were getting glassy and her cheeks were flushed red since
she couldnât hold her liquor. At this moment, her coquettishness was fully displayed.