Chapter 490 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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A hint of mischief flashed across Arthur‘s eyes as he dared the young woman. “Who cares if I do? Unless you take the lead without saying no to anything tonight, I won‘t call you ‘puppy‘ ever again. You‘re not allowed to refuse anything.”

“Alright, I won‘t say no then,” asserted Sophia with integrity despite her crimson face.

At that, Arthur stood right up, gave her a tug, and carried her bridal style into her bedroom, where they would have a passionate exchange for the night.

Sophia was already sound asleep in the dead of the night, spent yet content. However, Arthur couldn‘t sleep at all.

He pulled his phone out and checked the abundant text and missed calls. He knew he couldn‘t delay his trip home any further, for they were awaiting him to ascend as the head of the Weiss Family. This was his life event, and he had to show up.

With that, Arthur grabbed the pen and paper beside and wrote a hand–written letter. After placing it on the bedside table, he leaned over and gave his beloved a peck on the forehead, whispering, “Wait for me.”

The Weiss bodyguards had been waiting downstairs all this while, and upon seeing their young master coming out, they heaved a sigh of relief.

“Young Master, the plane is still waiting for you.”

“Let‘s go.” At that, he looked at the apartment complex behind him, specifically at the dimly lit window, before reluctantly getting into the car to leave.

Moments later, a massive, dark gray private jet shot into the sky and disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile, Sophia had a sweet dream as she hugged the covers, feeling the lingering warmth of it. In her dream, she found herself in a wedding gown, holding Arthur‘s arm as they toasted their guests.

When morning came, Sophia habitually shifted to the side and even stretched her hand over, only to touch a slightly cool bed sheet. The strangeness instantly stirred her, and she sat right up upon seeing the flat mattress.

The dead silence of the apartment caused a premonition to arise within her. With that, she got out of bed, searching in the not–so–spacious room before finally finding Arthur‘s hand–written letter on the bedside table.

‘Sophia, I have an urgent matter to attend to back home, but trust me when I say that I‘ll return to you soon. Once I settle my family‘s affairs, I will come and take you back to Flor to plan our wedding. Love, Artie!‘

Sophia relaxed a little after reading the letter. However, his French leave made her rather indignant.

Then again, if he really bid her goodbye, she would only feel even more horrible and reluctant to part with him, wouldn‘t she?

This letter would instead give her strength and security.

Naturally, she would wait for his return patiently. It was fine even if he didn‘t return soon, for she would already be joyous as long as he came back to her.

Meanwhile, inside a majestic manor in Flor, Arthur showed up in a black suit with brilliant embroidery on the hem of the suit jacket, reflecting his honorable status.

Martha, on the other hand, was relieved when she saw that Arthur had returned. She sized the young man up with no intention of reprimanding him whatsoever and thought he was doing pretty well.

“Grandma.” Arthur went up to his grandmother and gave her a hug.

However, Martha gave him a shove, not wanting to get over it so quickly. “Alright, don‘t think you can get away with this. I‘m not buying it.”

“I‘ve missed you so much, though, Grandma.” Arthur continued to butter up the elderly woman, causing her feigned sternness to turn into a beam instantly. At that, she gave him a playful whack. “As if I still mean something to you! You rascal! Do you even remember where your home is when you‘ve been out there for so long?”

Just then, an excited figure dashed over from outside. Emily happened to be visiting, and she dashed right over upon hearing Arthur‘s return.

“Artie, you‘re finally back!” Surprise and grievance filled Emily‘s eyes.

“Emily, why don‘t you stay for dinner tonight?” Martha offered.

“Sure, Grandma.” Emily gladly accepted the offer.

“Grandma, I have to deal with some work first. I‘ll join you guys for dinner later.” With that, Arthur walked away.

Adoration oozed from Emily‘s gaze as she watched the tall, charming, retreating figure. I have to become his wife! she swore.

“Emily, take a stroll in the garden with me, will you?” Martha asked.

“Sure. Grandma, will Artie be leaving again now that he‘s back?” Emily probed, to which Martha patted her and soothed, “There‘s no need to worry, Emily. Artie‘s back now, isn‘t he? You have to create your own opportunities, you know.”

Emily‘s eyes lit up upon hearing so. It looks like Grandma still wants me to become Arthur‘s wife. “I got it, Grandma.” She nodded. “I‘ll definitely seize the opportunity.”

Martha nodded in response. At the end of the day, she was still inclined to have a young woman from one of Flor‘s most affluent families marry her grandson. More than that, Emily‘s father was an esteemed biologist in his field, and he had also given the Weiss Family tons of profit. It couldn‘t be any better if Emily married Arthur.

Meanwhile, Arthur‘s car was heading toward a large laboratory. He had come to take a look at the institute of biology and hear about the latest research findings in the meantime.

Johnny came out of the lab as usual. However, he grew somewhat nervous as he approached the conference room, for there was an additional item in his pocket today—a micro–tube of serum.

“Dr. Jennings, Young Master Weiss is inside. Please come in!”

“Alright. Water for the both of us,” Johnny said to his assistant, who returned with two glasses of water in no time. Johnny happened to be on the phone, and upon seeing his assistant, he ended the call and said, “I‘ll take it from here. You can go back to your work.”

The assistant didn‘t put too much thought into it and handed Johnny the tray. As the assistant was leaving, Johnny hurriedly spiked one of the glasses of water with the serum.

Following that, he entered the room with the tray to find Arthur sitting on the couch, reading an analysis report.

“Young Master Weiss, it‘s been a while,” greeted Johnny while putting the spiked glass of water in front of Arthur.

“It has. Mr. Jennings. I heard you have cracked the engineering for the thing we discussed last time. Congratulations on yet another masterpiece.”

“We couldn‘t have done it without your support, Young Master. If the Weiss Family hadn‘t supported my lab and me, I wouldn’t be able to succeed,” Johnny thanked him sincerely.

Arthur smiled. “I need you just as much.”

“Yes, it‘s thanks to you that I‘m able to achieve all that I can today. A toast to you, Young Master Weiss.”

Not the slightest bit suspicious, Arthur picked up the glass in front of him, cheered Johnny, and downed the glass of water.

After drinking the water, a hint of nervousness and anxiety flashed across Johnny‘s eyes, and he deliberately got up. “Young Master Weiss, allow me to give you a copy of the report. One moment, please.”

Arthur nodded in response. However, just as he picked up the file on the table to read it, he suddenly blacked out and fell into a deep slumber with little warning.

Seeing so, Johnny immediately grabbed his laptop and some portable device, sticking its pads onto Arthur‘s vital spots above the brain.

Following that, Johnny opened his laptop and entered some enigmatic program containing complex coding. Despite the sweat gathering on his forehead, he proficiently typed out a series of codes before wiping Arthur‘s memory of Sophia clean.

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