“No.” It was a flat refusal from the man. He wouldn’t let her do anything she wanted because tormenting her was the source of his joy.
She made a long face because she had to follow him into the car while looking back at the lovely beach. Arthur was the owner of one of the villas there, so Sophia was to stay in the same villa with him as his date.
“You are not allowed to go anywhere on this island without my permission,” he said, sitting on the couch and instructing the girl in front of him.
She flinched at the man sitting with crossed legs. His haughty expression was drawing a line of supremacy between them as though he was the king and she was his petty servant.
Sophia became increasingly aware of her low social standing. She regretted having pawned herself by being by his side and losing all of her freedom. It was unfair because she had always been her parents’ precious daughter.
“Understood.” she gave a nod. She was left
alone and dazed in the villa after he left.
Inside a cafe, the afternoon sun glistened on two handsome men having a casual conversation like a piece of artwork.
Many women were admiring them as if they were a beautiful painting. Many guests of the Presgrave Family were present, and they were intrigued by the young man chatting with Elliot, the family’s head.
They discovered the stranger was Elliot’s friend after a series of questions and had no idea where he came from or what his name was.
Ambling along the beach, Anastasia was accompanying Jared holding a basket full of beautiful shells. She joined the ‘treasure’ hunt, as though she had returned to her childhood days.
“Mommy, look! Isn’t it pretty?” He picked up another shell.
She complimented, “Yeah. You’re much
better at searching than I am.”
“Mommy, great-grandma said that I can make ornaments out of these, so she can decorate her house with them. I should find more.” The boy was in high spirits because of the request.
Anastasia nodded. “Okay.”
Feeling the soft sand squeezing through the toes alongside with the warm touch of the sunlight was one of the wonderful things one could experience.
The employees on the island were busy preparing for the wedding and providing their best service to the important guests.
Right then, a cruise ship moored by the shore, after which a sexily dressed girl disembarked the ship. Scanning the scenic area, she couldn’t hide the fervent ambition in her gaze.
It was none other than Mason’s younger sister, Katrina, who had never expected the service would be so perfect. As long as their names were on the guest list, they had the privilege to arrive earlier to enjoy themselves.
Since she was a relatively reputable car show girl, she had stunning looks and a fiery attitude. Needless to say, she had her own purpose for attending Anastasia’s wedding. Elliot’s social circle was rife with rich people. Hence, it was definitely her golden opportunity to hook someone! up with
As the night loomed and the sky darkened, the island was illuminated with lights like a celestial castle levitating above the sea.
Both Anastasia and Elliot were having dinner with Harriet while listening to the concierge’s report on the guests.
