Chapter 494 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Elliot was stunned. “If Artie really wronged her, why would she want to go?”

“Sophia only wants to go there for a look, and she won‘t cause any trouble. I think she only wants to witness his wedding without doing anything that‘ll cross the line. Can‘t we bring her along?” Anastasia pleaded.

“Sure.” Elliot had no objection to it, for his mind was currently occupied with another matter–Arthur‘s abnormal behavior. If something really happened to his friend, he would have to investigate further.

Meanwhile, Sophia sat on the couch in the silent room. In front of her was the letter Arthur had prepared before he left, and he had carefully written every word on that piece of paper.

This was proof of their love and evidence of the feelings he had for her. If this were fake, then what else could be true?

If he truly stopped loving her, Sophia still wanted to hear it from himself. As such, she wanted to attend his wedding with Anastasia and Elliot.

She wanted to hear him announce the end of their relationship before she completely gave up and forfeited everything related to him. Then, she‘d start all over again.

After a whole night of consideration, Elliot decided that he wouldn‘t be taking his son to Flor. This time, both he and Richard felt that something was off, and there were too many hidden dangers. They had to find out the reason first.

Anastasia woke up in the morning to see Elliot leading their son out of the bedroom. The child greeted her, then ran downstairs to play.

“What were you guys talking about so early in the morning?”

“I‘ve decided not to bring him along this time.”

Anastasia was a little stunned. “Why not?” Arthur was their son‘s godfather, so their son was obliged to attend his wedding.

“The one who called me up to invite me to the wedding wasn‘t Artie himself; it was his steward instead. Based on this fact alone, I know there‘s something wrong. I think something might have happened to Artie‘s wedding this time.”

When she was reminded of this, Anastasia also felt that something was amiss. Arthur had been too cold and cruel when he ended things with Sophia. Throughout their relationship, Sophia‘s love was completely humble. She didn‘t ask for a future with him, so even if Arthur didn‘t marry her, he should‘ve given her a proper ending nonetheless.

“Did Jared agree to it?”

“We agreed on a deal. I promised to bring him on a tour around the world during his summer vacation, and we‘ll see the penguins in Antarctica together.”

Anastasia nodded. “That‘s good. We can go together.”

She was asking to be included as well!

In the evening, Elliot‘s plane took off. A dark gray private plane shimmered in the night sky above the international airport, exuding a majestic aura among the airliners.

Meanwhile, Sophia had arrived. She picked up the pieces of her broken heart and was now boarding as Anastasia‘s assistant.

Grace came along as well. Both she and Sophia could work together to take care of Anastasia.

Anastasia also comforted Sophia, telling her not to do anything rash no matter what happened. Sophia was still young, and her future was still something to hope for.

Sophia wouldn‘t cause her any worry, and she was already quite calm on the outside. Her only reason for going was to seek for an answer, and once she received it, she would completely forget about Arthur before going home to start life anew.

The villa at night was filled with luxurious grandeur and cars with several guests pulled up at the parking lot outside the villa. Soon, a tall and upright figure opened the door and got out of the car. He took a luggage from the trunk, then carried it in his hand with great ease.

His entire body exuded an aura that could only belong to someone from a military background. On his handsome and well–defined features was a pair of eyes that looked like stars. His gaze was firm and held a strong power that could see through everything

“This way please, Mr. Lloyd. The guest bedroom is over here.” The steward came forward and greeted him courteously.

“Where‘s your young master? I want to see him.”

“He‘s been busy preparing for the wedding these days, and he‘s also quite swamped tonight. I‘ll inform him to come and meet you tomorrow morning,” the steward replied.

Richard frowned slightly. “Alright.”

He then went into the guest room prepared beforehand, and an attendant immediately came over to serve dinner. He was told to take a good rest at night, which meant that he wasn‘t supposed to go out loitering at night.

However, Richard wasn‘t someone who kept to himself since young. In the middle of the night, his figure disappeared behind his window like a fleeting shadow despite the fact that he was four stories above ground.

Richard immediately went for the master bedroom where Arthur would be in. He had been here before, and he was quite familiar with the place. He passed by a dark garden and finally arrived at the window which was still illuminated by the lights within. He positioned himself on the wall near the window and swiftly climbed up.

In the main bedroom, a pampered figure was still awake. Arthur wore a black nightgown as he swirled the glass of wine in his hand which was meant to aid with sleep. His dark hair drooped and covered his full forehead, whereas his exposed features were handsome and alluring, exuding the prestigious aura he possessed since birth.

Just then, he keenly sensed that there was someone outside the window. His eyes darkened. “Who‘s there?”

The person outside had no intention of hiding as he jumped through the window. Who could it be other than Richard?

When Arthur saw him enter, he dropped his guard, but he wasn‘t too surprised either. He simply said calmly, “It‘s you.”

Richard‘s lowest expectation was to be greeted warmly by his best friend, while his highest expectation was to receive a hug from him. However, he never expected Arthur to just greet him so indifferently.

This disappointment was no better than getting abandoned by the love of his life.

“Is that how you‘re going to welcome me? Artie, what‘s wrong with you?” Richard asked right away. He wanted to know what had caused their friendship to become so distant.

“What‘s wrong with me?” Arthur raised an eyebrow as he returned the question.

“Don‘t you feel that something has changed between us? You getting married is a huge event, but you merely asked your steward to inform me about it. Are you so busy that you can‘t even take time to call me and Elliot up?” Richard acted like a neglected wife as he confronted Arthur.

Arthur looked at him, confused. “Would you only come if I invite you myself?”

“You,” For some reason, Richard felt defeated. He let out a sigh and plopped onto Arthur‘s bed. “You know, I was in such a rush and delayed everything else to come and see you. I was worried about you.”

“Why were you worried?” Arthur continued swirling the wine in the glass, the coldness in his eyes still unrelenting as if nothing in this world could rouse his excitement.

Richard was fuming by then, and he even wanted to give his good friend a good beating so that Arthur could stop acting so aloof. By then, perhaps Arthur would be reminded of the past when they used to fight each other.

“Artie, nothing happened to you, right? You look like you‘ve changed into a completely different person.” Richard sat up on the bed and looked at Arthur, who exuded a sickly charm under the lights. In fact, he looked like a cold beauty.

“What could possibly happen to me?” Arthur looked at him, feeling slightly bored.

Then, he stood up and said, “It‘s getting late. You should go back and rest.”

Richard gritted his teeth and got on his feet before walking up to Arthur. He stared right into the latter‘s eyes as if he were trying to find the truth behind it all.

Arthur was a little stunned by his actions, so he pushed him away and said, “What are you looking at?!”

Richard felt that there was obviously something wrong with Arthur, but he couldn‘t put a finger on it. Arthur was being too cold toward him, making it seem as though their friendship never existed.

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