Chapter 786
Night of Destiny
Behind him, Eliot also said gently, âWait for my return, and call me if anything happens.â
âIâll be fine. Go ahead!â Anastasia was actually a little tired, and she wanted to rest for a bit.
Eliot and Richard went out together. They asked about Arthurâs whereabouts, then went straight to him.
Just then, Arthur was in the garden walking his beloved pet. He was sitting on the couch as he watched
the Doberman dig holes in the ground. He usually cared for it like it was his own son, but he just told it
to stop in a lazy tone, saying, âGritt, stop it.â
Gritt let out a pampered whine, then immediately went over to him and rubbed its head against his
arms. Then, it sniffed all around him, perhaps also noticing that its master was less enthusiastic now,
thinking that Arthur probably didnât love it anymore.
âWhatâs wrong?â Arthur frowned as he looked at the dog, then reached out and patted it. âYou like
walks, donât you? Go and play!â
However, Gritt remained in his arms, reluctant to leave. Its large mouth rubbed against his arm as it let
out more whimpers.
âYouâre making my clothes dirty.â Arthur pushed its big mouth away, then picked up a ball beside him
before throwing it into the distance. âFetch.â
Just then, Grittâs ears perked up when it sensed someone coming.
Soon, Gritt started barking before it ran over to the visitors, letting out another type of joyful whimper.
Richard and Eliot both smiled as they looked at this large dog with loving gazes. Gritt was a puppy they
had picked out together, and the little guy in the past was now enormous.
Arthur turned to look at the two. He simply looked at them, not even expressing welcome.
Eliotâs emotions right now were undoubtedly the same as Richardâs not long ago. He looked at Arthur,
who was seated there and didnât even seem to bother getting up. There was a faint smile in Arthurâs
eyes. âYouâre here.â
âSee? With your expressions like that, I might even think that weâre not welcome to your wedding!â
Richard complained. He was a man of few words, but this time,
Arthur had stimulated the expansion of his words.
Eliot had prepared himself beforehand, so he calmly took a seat across from Arthur. then chatted with
the latter as usual.
âCongratulations, Artie. I never thought Iâd attend your wedding this soon.â
âDid you come here alone? Whereâs Anastasia and Jared?â Arthur asked.
âI didnât bring Jared this time, but Anastasia is resting in the room. Sheâs looking forward to meeting
your wife; perhaps you can arrange for them to meet tomorrow,â Eliot said.
âSure, I can do that.â With that, Arthur glanced at his watch. âI have a video conference to attend, so Iâll
go back to my study now. We can talk more tomorrow.â
âHey, you canât leave like that.â Richard didnât want Arthur to leave, so he went up and stopped the
latter.
Arthur frowned, retracting his hand reluctantly. âLet go, Richard.â
âWe just arrived, but youâre already leaving? Thatâs no way to treat your best friends.â Richard wanted
to evoke even stronger emotions from Arthur.
However, Arthur just said in exasperation, âPardon me if Iâm lacking in hospitality.â
âWhat about a fight?â Richard wanted to throw hands now.
âI canât win against you.â Arthur wasnât stupid.
âRight, youâve never won against me. What I meant was that Iâve never lost since day one.â Richard
continued provoking him.
At the side, Eliot didnât stop the fight; he simply observed the reactions on Arthurâs face. There was
indeed something wrong.
Arthur used to be a competitive person, but now, he only wore a bored expression as he retracted his
hand and said, âI do admit that I canât win against you. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll take my leave now.â
Richard simply watched him leave, wideâeyed. Then, he turned back to Eliot and said, âSee? Heâs just
so indifferent, and itâs no use provoking him. Something must be wrong.â
However, Arthur, who hadnât gone very far, seemingly had superior listening. He suddenly turned
around and walked back to them as he asked Richard, âWhatâs wrong with me?â