Chapter 722

“Could you give me a shout next time instead of blocking my path?” Sophia grumbled.

“Are you in such a hurry to see me?” Arthur asked with a smile as his eyes narrowed.

Sophia blushed slightly. Turning her pretty face away, she replied, “Who said that? I’m not.”

“Have you made a reservation at a restaurant?”

She nodded. “Uh-huh. I’ve got to get back to work in the afternoon, so let’s eat at a nearby restaurant.”

“Right, let’s go!” Arthur suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist before taking her out of

the building.

Sophia’s heart pounded for a moment. Why is this guy taking me by the hand? There are a lot of my

colleagues here. I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea about me!

In the restaurant, she said to the man across from her on behalf of her father, “Mr. Weiss, I’d like to

thank you on my dad’s behalf for returning the company to him.”

Seeing the sincere expression on her pretty face, Arthur replied with a smile, “Is that all you have to

say?”

She pursed her lips. “What kind of thanks do you want, then?”

Seeing how tender and bouncy her rosy lips were as she sank her teeth into them, he somehow felt his

body tense up. He gave a gulp, saying, “Why bite your lips for no reason? Aren’t you afraid of biting

through your lips?”

Sophia had a habit of biting her lower lip when she felt uneasy. When she heard Arthur’s words, her

crescent-shaped eyes curved in a smile. “I’m not stupid. Why would I bite my own lips?”

Arthur chided with a serious expression, “Don’t keep biting your lip in front of a guy from now on. Do

you know what kind of cue it is to a man?”

Understanding what he meant, Sophia instantly blushed. “I-I’m not trying to seduce anyone. I only do

that out of habit,” she explained.

“Get out of the habit,” ordered the man across from her overbearingly.

Sophia nodded obediently. “Okay. I’ll get out of this habit starting from today.”

Seeing how obedient she looked, Arthur somehow felt incredibly delighted. His lips curved in a smile as

he praised her, saying, “What a good girl.”

She instantly went red in the face again. What is this guy taking me for?

After the food was served, Sophia talked about her current job. Knowing that she was actually working

under Anastasia, he was somewhat reassured. He said, “She’ll take care of you.”

Sophia nodded. “That’s right. President Tillman really takes good care of me.”

“If you come across anything that’s hard to deal with in the future, you can ask me for help,” Arthur

said.

However, Sophia shook her head resolutely. “Thanks, but it’s not necessary.” She would sever all

contact with him after this meal; this was what she had promised Martha.

Before they realized it, it was already past 1:00 PM. After checking the time, she promptly said, “I

should get back to work already.” She went to pay the bill whereas he looked out of the window while

losing himself in thought.

After they left the restaurant, Sophia waved to him. “I’m going back to work.” She had wanted to say

“see you again,” but she thought they would never meet again from now on. Every step she took

toward the Presgrave Group was resolute, albeit with a hint of reluctance.

Arthur followed her with his gaze. She was dressed in a well-fitting suit, and her long hair bounced

slightly in the midday sunshine. There were many attractive and charming urban beauties around her,

but his eyes were glued to her slim figure.

Martha was away when he returned to the villa. As soon as he returned to his study, his bodyguard

knocked on the door, wanting to come in. “Come in,” he said.

“Young Master Weiss, we’ve issued reward notices along the route on which Miss Goodwin lost the

necklace. If there is any news, they’ll inform me immediately.”

“Pay attention to the secondhand market as well. Perhaps someone will list it on the market.”

“Young Master Weiss, is Miss Goodwin sure that she lost the necklace? Can we talk to her to learn

more information so that it’s easier for us to search for the necklace?”

“Don’t disturb her. There’s no hurry.” Having a headache, Arthur sank into the sofa while propping his

head with his hand.

“Yes, Young Master Weiss,” the bodyguard replied. As he left the room, he suddenly noticed a figure

trotting away. It was none other than Emily.

At this moment, she had returned to her room. Pressing her back against the door, she patted her

chest somewhat nervously. What did I overhear just now?