My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 728

Martha was well–experienced and perceptive. She saw through the facade of Arthur asking Sophia‘s help to look for the necklace and understood his purpose. Truth be told, he was using it as an excuse to keep Sophia at his side. 

“Miss Goodwin, I‘ll keep an eye on the secondhand market for the necklace. For now, I only need your help for one thing. I need you to leave Artie.” She was brisk at handling things as a full plan was formed in her mind and she spoke it immediately. “I have an idea. Do as I say.” 

“Old Madam Weiss.” Sophia gaped at the elder woman dressed in a refined outfit and luxurious pieces of jewelry. “What do you want me to do?” 

“You‘ll need to bring a guy you know to see Artie and tell him in person that you love the guy. If Artie‘s feelings for you don‘t waver, then the two of you will get engaged. Besides, I‘ll compensate for your loss because I promised to treat you with care.” Martha was hoping Arthur could make a firm decision on his love life as she knew Sophia wasn‘t the best suitor for him. 

Sophia stared at the phone on the table with hesitation. Martha‘s words hurt Sophia badly as if it stung her heart. However, she agreed with Martha‘s plan eventually. “All right. I‘ll follow your plan.” 

“I hope you can put on your best acting because Artie is very observant. Beware not to let him find out anything.” 

“I will,” Sophia answered with a nod meekly as she lowered her eyes. 

At that time, she received a message on her phone. She took a quick glance at the message that appeared on the screen.“ 

‘What are you doing right now?‘ The sender stated Arthur‘s name. 

“That‘s all for today. I won‘t blame you for losing our family heirloom.” Martha waved in dismissal. “It‘s not your fault at all. You can go now.” 

the phone from the table and headed toward the exit. Once she went out, the bodyguard who had been waiting offered to send her home, but she rejected

time, she was walking to get home. Staring at Arthur‘s messages, she had lost the mood

she then dialed someone‘s

other side of the phone

miss

in beating around the bush. “Can I ask you a

can I help

to be my

the best at doing this kind of thing! Are you having

tell you

wait

let out another deep breath. The man whom she sought help from earlier was her childhood friend, the son of her

at it, she wasn‘t surprised to see it was from Arthur again. He asked, ‘Why aren‘t you replying?”

since he found exchanging messages interesting, she didn‘t bother to reply. When he didn‘t get her response, he decided to

took a look at the caller ID and pressed the “mute” button eventually. Sinking back onto the park bench, she watched the phone

when she left it unattended.

him to keep calling her without knowing to take a break. Is he worrying about

answering it. This time, Arthur