My Baby’s Daddy

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Chapter 650

i-i want to go but...” Sophia was in a difficult position as she knew that Arthur definitely wouldn‘t let her do so.

“It‘s a rare opportunity, Sophia. All the youngsters will be there. It‘s going to be so much fun.”

With a nod, she answered, “Let me think about it.”

“Okay. We‘re leaving at nine and I‘ll come to you by then.” As Jacob said that, a person sat down on the chair that

he was holding.

It was Arthur; he had returned.

An awkward Jacob released his grip on the chair and said to Sophia, “I‘ll be waiting for you, Sophia!”

She saw Jacob return to his seat, and only then did she turn to look at the man beside her. “Young Master Weiss,

can I discuss something with you?”

“Go ahead,” Arthur replied coldly.

“I heard that there‘s a night sea tour tonight. Can I go?” she asked softly.

“No.” He rejected her without thinking twice.

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So merciless! She sighed upon hearing that. Although she knew that he wouldn‘t agree to it, she couldn‘t help but

show her disappointment. “But I really want to go.”

Arthur pretended not to hear her and continued drinking his wine.

It was already late, and those elders had already left and gone to rest. On the contrary, the youngsters had just

started their nightlife. The firework show tonight, as well as the night sea tour, were all activities worth going to.

Jared was behaving well tonight too. He followed Nigel back to the man‘s mansion since there were his favorite

Legos and games there.

On the other hand, Anastasia had come to Mason‘s table and was chatting with him. No one knew where Katrina

went and the other Presgraves had already gone back. Anastasia and Mason were the only two left sitting at the

table.

“I hope you‘re having a good time, Mason. I apologize if there‘s any inconvenience caused.” Anastasia was

extremely busy today, so she couldn‘t talk much with him.

“I‘m glad enough to be able to participate in your wedding. There‘s no need to give me special treatment,” Mason

answered with a smile.

Then, she poured a glass of wine and raised the glass before saying, “A toast to you, Mason.”

He raised his glass and clinked hers before drinking a few sips.

After looking around the lively wedding hall, she sighed with emotion and said, “I‘m where I am today because of

your help and encouragement back then.”

“Don‘t say that. You‘re a tough person. I believe that even if it were not for me, you would have made it through

that period too.” Mason didn‘t dare to take the credit.

“No. It‘s you who helped me to become who I am today, allowed me to meet the love of my life and encouraged

my son to find his biological father,” she said seriously.

Anastasia had exquisite makeup tonight, and after drinking some wine, her cheeks were flushed, which made her

extra beautiful. She was so beautiful that people couldn‘t take their eyes off her.

At a table not far away from them, Elliot was talking with the guests, but his gaze was fixed on his wife. He chugged

the glass of red wine melancholically when he saw her smiling so gently and brightly in front of another man on

their wedding day.

However, he couldn‘t say anything as Mason was really the one who helped Anastasia overcome her dark times.

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Elliot should be thanking that man, which was why he was enduring the frustration.

Just as he saw his wife raising her glass for the third time with Mason, Elliot realized he couldn‘t take it anymore; he

went straight to them with a wine glass in his hand.

“Sweetheart,” he called her calmly.

Anastasia lifted her head and realized Elliot was there. With her chin propped on her hands, she murmured, “Are we

leaving now?”

“I‘m here to make a toast to Mr. Sullivan.” Elliot clinked his glass with Mason‘s. “Thank you for helping my wife

during those days.”

“It‘s nothing, President Presgrave.” Mason stood up immediately to drink with him.

After that, Elliot could only use one reason to whisk his wife away. “You‘re drunk, sweetheart. We should head back

and rest now.” As he said that, he placed his arm around her waist and brought her to the main table. After

excusing themselves from the elders there, he held her hand and brought her out of the hall.

And so, they made their way back to the mansion, the sounds from the banquet hall growing further away from

them. Currently, the street lights shone brightly as they lit up the road. Anastasia had drank several glasses of wine

tonight, so her eyes were getting glassy and her cheeks were flushed red since she couldn‘t hold her liquor. At this

moment, her coquettishness was fully displayed.

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