Mark frowned. “The world is big. You should explore it. This company isn’t a good fit for you. My wife won’t be happy.”So, this was all to make Arianne happy?Janice gritted her teeth angrily, but it couldn’t be helped.Seeing this, Davy spoke up. “Let’s go. Mr. Tremont has work to do.”Janice took a deep breath, nodded at Mark, then left. Arianne… One day, she would make her pay!…Mark returned to the Tremont Estate at 5PM. Arianne was giving Aristotle a bath. Tiffany had left with Plato. They were too rambunctious during playtime in the courtyard this afternoon, so Aristotle was covered in mud.“I’m just about to take a shower. I’ll wash him,” Mark offered, seeing her drenched in sweat. “Go and rest.”Arianne accepted the offer. She had been taking care of Aristotle all day. She was exhausted.Just as she arrived downstairs to rest, Tiffany suddenly sent her a text: ‘Ari, Will’s back in the country. He was here last time to borrow money. Their company is in financial troub
Tiffany called her around noon. “Ari, Will still needs a bit more cash on his end. Are you going to sell the house? It’s fine if you can’t. I think we should be careful with this. What if Mark finds out? You’re not the only one who’s scared. So am I.”Arianne sighed. “I’ll do it. I can sell it, as long as he gets past this obstacle. Mark paid a lot of money for me to renovate Wynn Mansion. Now, I’ve used the money that Helen gave me to help Will. I can’t let Mark find out about this. I’ll look at the house this afternoon and get an agent to sell it, then have it sold as soon as possible. Did you say anything to Will?”“No,” Tiffany answered. “But he’s getting suspicious. He has asked me where I got the money from, so I lied and said that I asked Jackson. He asked to thank Jackson, and I was so scared. I somehow managed to trick him. He has gathered quite a lot on his end too, so I think we’ll get over this once you’ve sold that house. Don’t worry. I won’t let Jackson find out about t
Jackson didn’t dare comment on the subject. “Well… You should probably ask Arianne. There’s no use in asking me. I won’t get involved in your affairs. Handle the outcome yourself. Arianne can hold a grudge. If I start something, just because of what I’ve said, she’ll remember it for life.”Mark took a deep breath, got up, and went back to the bedroom. Aristotle was about to fall asleep but woke up when he heard Mark opening the door. Arianne felt helpless. “Why did you have to come in now? He was falling asleep, and now he’s awake again… My arms are sore.”He glanced at her phone on the bed, walked forward, and said, “I’ll hold him. Let me put him to bed then.”Arianne’s arms were very sore, so she gave Aristotle over to him and sat on the bed to rest.After a while, Aristotle stopped moving. That meant that he was fast asleep. Mark did not put him down immediately. “I’ve heard that Will Sivan’s company is in financial trouble. Did you know?” he asked in a seemingly casual manner.
Mark didn’t respond. He remained standing in his spot for a while, then turned around and left.Soon after, his car drove away from Tremont Estate. He was gone and probably wouldn’t be coming back tonight.Arianne couldn’t sleep. She got up and gave Tiffany a call. “How did Mark find out about my loan to Will?”Tiffany was shocked. “He knows? I didn’t say anything! I’ll turn into a dog if I’m lying! Well… Jackson is aware of this, but he’s only aware that I loaned Will the money. He also knows that Will’s company is in financial trouble. I didn’t say anything, you’ve gotta believe me. I don’t know how Mark found out about this!”That explained it. If Jackson knew, Mark could easily piece everything else together.“Forget it,” she replied weakly. “He knows. I’ll just have to face facts… He has just gone out. I’m pretty sure he’s not coming home tonight. He’ll probably ask Jackson to go drinking with him. Tell Jackson to keep an eye on him and don’t let him drink too much. It’s bad
Jackson remembered Tiffany’s instructions before he left the house. “That’s enough. Stop drinking. This is exactly how Eric f*cked up his health, drinking too much from a young age. At the rate you’re going, you’ll be sent to the hospital for intestinal bleeding before morning.”Mark ignored him and continued drinking, as if alcohol was the only way to numb his mental state. That way, he wouldn’t feel so bad.Jackson was panicking, scratching his head. After a while, he secretly sent Arianne a message when Mark had drunk himself into a stupor: ‘He’s going to collapse from all of this drinking if you don’t come now. You aren’t completely innocent in this either. Is it that hard to apologize? Mark isn’t completely unreasonable, you know. You’re living together, you’ll have to patch things up sooner or later.’Arianne was still awake. She got up and changed her clothes when she saw the message, then asked Jackson for the address to the bar. She would pick him up. It wasn’t her first ti
Jackson was so close to letting loose a flurry of his worst swears. Arianne was fast approaching, for Christ’s sake! What would happen if she took in the full glory of this debacle?!Janice feigned struggling to free herself, but it only looked more like she was courting more of it. “Oh, Mr. Tremont! You’re drunk, aren’t you? Have you gotten into another tiff with your wife again?”Just mentioning Arianne turned Mark’s frustration up to eleven. “Urgh, can we not mention her? What, you think I don’t know how far you’ve gone to get near me? Oh, so you’re doing all this just because you wanna ‘repay’ me? Gimme a break. Just because I don’t wanna be a lady’s man doesn’t mean I don’t know what you women are like. I mean, if I’m being honest, you’re not exactly the bottom choice, either. I mean, your presence would piss her off, but other than that, you’re… alright…”Of course, Janice was well aware that Mark had zero genuine feelings for her—the drunken man saw her as a prop to get back
Arianne scowled at Janice and replied tartly, “Well, I must go for the two of you to get on with each other, right? I know you’re itching to see me leave anyway, so get out of my face before that itch in your coochie runs out of steam.”Janice turned blistering red in rage. “You and your b*tch mouth—!”Arianne was at zero patience with her, so she shoved Janice aside. The latter’s tray tilted, and the boiling tea she was holding poured out and scalded the back of Arianne’s hand.The woman winced. “You tw—!”Janice’s relish of that snap vengeance was practically shining out of her eyes. “Hell no, you’re the one who pushed me, b*tch! You can’t pin this on me for what you did to yourself, can you? Ugh, thanks to you, I’ll have to remake that tea for Mr. Tremont again, but I guess this is what you want, right? You want me to take good care of Mr. Tremont—it’s what you explicitly said, anyway—so chill and go home. I’ll definitely take good care of him in more ways than you could ever!”
Jackson exhausted all of his strength to lug that mess of a man back to White Water Bay Villa. Right off the bat, Tiffany caught the commotion and clambered down the stairs before exclaiming, “Holy crap, how did he end up here? Where’s Ari? What, she gave up?”Jackson slumped onto the couch and replied between heavy pants, “Urgh, don’t mention it! I’m out of ideas and I don’t know what to do, man, so let’s just… do whatever we can for now. Help me clean up a room for Mark for the night, mmkay?”Tiffany was just about to go when Mark suddenly slurred groggily, “How could you be so heartless, Arianne? How?”His voice was soft, but Tiffany caught it, and immediately, a glare befell her. “What did he say? ‘Heartless?’ Wow, gotta’ love how some people have such low self-awareness that they could point fingers at others!”Jackson’s head was throbbing at the advent of more chaos. “No, no, no! You stop right now and don’t add fuel to the fire, please! Who the hell would argue with a wasted