Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Even if Arthur had been manipulated, the imposing aura he exuded remained the same.

Hearing footsteps coming from the garden, he stopped and turned around to find a servant leading Sophia in his direction. He furrowed his brows slightly in response. What is this woman doing here, still wandering around in the garden at this late hour?

Sophia fought hard to conceal the sadness and adoration in her eyes upon seeing him, and she lowered her head, not intending to greet him. She wanted to go to her room and lock herself in from here on, or she would go mad.

She grew increasingly miserable as the countdown to his wedding became shorter. She was tough but not tough enough to remain emotionless as she watched the man she loved deeply marry another woman.

“Stop.” A crisp voice came from behind her.

“Young Master Weiss,” the servant greeted him, then walked away astutely.

Sophia stood in the brightly lit hall with her back facing him, having no intention of turning around. Meanwhile, he came forth with steady footsteps and stopped in front of her. With one hand in his pocket, he lowered his eyes and sized her up.

me? Are you not going to say hi?” Arthur asked with irritation, causing Sophia to face away. “It’s

watch to find it was already 10.00PM, but he wanted to be with her for

free? Join me for a drink,” Arthur asked, to which she

one glass as

just as she wanted to turn him down again, Arthur clasped

it quickly became apparent to her that she was wrong. This man had a lavish wine cellar in his basement, storing the best liquor around the

she stepped out of the elevator, she looked at

to drink here?” Sophia mumbled, causing Arthur to look over his shoulder at her. “Are

were allowed to? What else can there be for me to be afraid of? She just thought, with her current position, they shouldn’t

servants here,

interest in doing anything else.” With that, he removed his jacket to reveal a dark-colored dress shirt beneath it, exposing his perfectly shaped

enveloped him, making his handsome face even more refined. He drummed his fingers beside the wine cabinet like he was picking

intensified his

However, if he was gentler and his gaze was more tender, no woman

continued to look, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from running to him and hugging his waist from behind to