Chapter 747 Didn't Need Another Successor

Arthur walked over the direction of the couch and sat next to her. His strapping tall figure further accentuated Sophia's petiteness.
She caught a whiff of his distinct scent in the air; in the past, he had a cold, elegant fragrance of cedar on him which contrasted his scent right now—the crisp but pure aroma of shower gel. On top of that, the masculinity radiating off of him was captivating.
Sophia silently took a gulp and lifted her head to look at the man with wet dark dripping hair who was currently right in front of her. His translucent forehead was revealed and paired with his perfectly sculpted features, making him utterly irresistible.