Sophia withdrew her hand with a smile. “Watch out. There’s plenty of stones here.” “Alright. Bye.” He waved his hands and left despite the heavy heart.
After watching him leave, she took a deep breath and wheeled around, only to find the doors were closed, but she neither had the card nor the password to open it.
“Oh crap! How am I going to go inside?” Her face scrunched up in distress, causing the man to snigger while observing from the second floor.
“Young Master Weiss! Young Master Weiss! Are you in there?” she shouted at the closed door. Arthur came down in a black pajamas with a glass of wine in hand.
Sophia’s face brightened upon seeing him. “Young Master Weiss, could you open the door for me, please?” Lying against the door frame, he gazed at her through the glass. “Mind telling me who allowed you to go outside without my permission?”
“I-I’m sorry.” Sophia admitted her fault. “You’ll be sleeping at the doorstep. tonight. You’re not allowed to come in or go anywhere without my orders.” Arthur’s icy tone indicated that it wasn’t a joke.
“What?” Her eyes widened in shock. Even if summer was coming, it would be very cold at midnight. She was already feeling the chills right now, so how was she supposed to survive the night outside?
However, Arthur, the cruel man who wouldn’t go easy on girls, couldn’t care less about it. No one could ever persuade or dissuade him on something once he had made up his mind. “Enjoy your stay outside. Mark my words-nothing will come good if you disobey me.”
Although the black silk pajamas hugged his broad shoulders and well-defined body without exposing its skin, his toned abs were vaguely discernible due to its thin fabric. In addition to his tall stature, he exuded a domineering aura effortlessly.
Still, Sophia wasn’t in a state of mind to drool over such a pleasing sight. While he walked to the parlor, her face contorted in displeasure as she had to spend the night outside. He’s so cruel!
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