Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Kabanata 1461 - Kabanata 1470

It was lunch break. Despite her reluctance, Arianne was dragged away by Sylvain to the restaurant his mother had picked.The destination alone was enough to clue Arianne in about who his mother should be. It was a high-end fine diner, the sort of place where a meal could burn through a hole in an average person's wallet. To choose a place like this meant Sylvain’s mother lived a pretty comfortable life after her second marriage, which made her abandoning young Sylvain even more baffling.Sylvain and Arianne arrived first. Ten minutes of waiting later, Sylvain’s mother finally came, along with a hard-hitting first impression.She looked like a rich housewife who had gotten used to a life of privileges and comfort. An air of shrewdness followed her, probably emanating from her cream-colored business suit designed by an international household name, her permed, wavy curls, and a pair of gilded-rimmed glasses. Whether it was intended as a fashion accessory or for actual sight-corrective

Arianne laughed. “Nothing much. You know that Sylvain went to meet his mom, so what else could we possibly talk about, aside from average family-related topics? We talked so much that we lost track of time. We aren’t late. What are you doing here, anyway? Don’t you have anything to do? Get back to work. Working hours are starting soon. I’ve got work to do too.”“That’s right,” Sylvain played along. “What else could we talk about? I would have invited you along too if I’d known you’d be so curious…”Mark didn’t reply. He got up, straightened out his clothes, and left the office area.His attitude stumped Sylvain. “He couldn’t possibly have found out that my mom’s trying to weasel info on me, could he?”Arianne felt apprehensive, but no matter how she looked at it, it seemed improbable. “I don’t think so? He doesn’t have supersonic hearing anyway. Besides, so what if he finds out? We don’t know for sure if you’re leaving, and he’s not going to abuse his power with you.”Nevertheless

“I’ve heard that you’re not actually boyfriend and girlfriend yet,” Ursula Siebeech-Jaark calmly said. “What a relief. He’s going to leave the country with me, to expand his career soon. Things would be quite tricky if he really had a girlfriend in this country. Besides… You’re both from completely different social classes. It won’t end well for you, Miss Cox.”Robin finally lost control and went very pale in the face. She wasn’t sure what to say.Just then, Sylvain emerged from the washroom. Ursula switched to a warm, genial expression again. “Syl, what took you so long?”Sylvain glanced at Robin and replied, “I was answering a call. It’s nothing.”Robin bit her lip. The current situation made her feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles. It was obvious that she wouldn’t be able to enjoy her meal now, so she got up and said, “I have a family emergency, so I’ve gotta go, Sylvain. Please enjoy your meal with M—I mean, your mom.”Sylvain wasn’t sure of what had happened, but

It did not matter if he was going to leave her or if their relationship would not end with a happy ending. All she could cling onto was what she had at that moment. After a long time, Sylvain gently sighed and let go of her. His expression still brimmed with excitement as he held onto her cheek and said with a croaky voice, “Let’s go to my place.”Robin knew exactly what he meant. For the longest time, they had been treating each other as friends and maintained their distance with each other. Therefore, Robin did not know if she should accept his offer and jump back into being in a relationship so suddenly. After pondering for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said, “I can’t. It’s so late now; my mom will be looking for me soon. I should go back now.”A look of disappointment flashed through his eye. “Would you be my girlfriend? I’m serious, I don’t care how your parents think of me. I won’t run away from you ever again.”Robin felt inferior as she recalled her conversation

Instead of being mad at Sylvain’s rudeness, Camilla raised her leg and arrogantly said, “You shouldn’t try to chase me off so hastily. Plus, I wasn’t the one who wanted to live here—your mom was the one who begged me to. I’ve been calling her mom because of how pitiful she is. She’s been pretty conscientious at home all these years. While she may not have done anything for the family, she does try her best to put in her best efforts and has been treating me quite well. Frankly, my dad’s going to divorce her if you refuse to leave with us and she’ll be left with nothing. My dad has never really loved her all that much and only ever married her because she looked rather similar in appearance to my real mom. There’s no point in keeping her if she’s no longer of any use to him. “Also, she doesn’t intend on letting you return to the family as her son; you’ll be returning as Sylvain Trudeau, a designer who’s Ursula’s son-in-law. Do you understand? Ursula has shown me your personal details,