Even the bodyguard couldn’t stop Sophia from falling into Arthur’s embrace with his quick movements.

Before Arthur realized it, he had a girl nestled in his arms. She rested her head on his chest and her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Master.” The bodyguard tried to pull her away from Arthur, knowing that he despised any woman who approached him.

“Don’t touch me.” Even though she was drowsy, she hadn’t lost consciousness yet and growled at the bodyguard.

Arthur glared at the bodyguard and motioned for him to leave before he removed Sophia’s arms from his neck. She immediately cuddled him again.

“Hands off, Sophia Goodwin,” he warned as he had never been a fan of such

intimate encounters.

He lowered his head,

was a child had always been her eyes, with bright pupils

lovely eyes. They were as clear and captivating

shaped into two crescent

them was taken aback. He’d never seen his master stare at a woman for so long,

Sophia was still smiling, she was abruptly shoved aside and fell to

said coldly, as he used his masculine hand to dust off his coat as though he was repulsed by her touching

care less about Sophia’s distressed expression. “Go

she was dizzy before returning to her room. She

in the morning at home. A woman smiled as she watched the two figures running and listened to

candidate as her bridesmaid,

Presgrave. As Elliot was the oldest, these young women in their early twenties

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