Semua Bab A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Bab 351 - Bab 360

Tiffany arrived via cab. Arianne had intended on having Tiffany take one of the cars from the garage, but Henry was nowhere to be found. She had no choice but to take a random passable-looking set of car keys from the drawer in Henry’s room. She carried the chicken soup under the hot sun, waiting for Tiffany to bring the car around from the garage. A dazzling silver streak suddenly entered her sights, shooting through the sunlight. It was altogether breathtaking.She was shocked. It was a two-seater silver sports car. Her first impression of it was how cool it looked. Driving it out would be absolutely awesome!Tiffany was sweating from nervousness, “Ari, are you sure you want me to drive this car along with you to drop off the chicken soup? Would Mark kill you if he finds out?”Arianne wasn’t particularly picky about cars, as long as they could be driven. Hence, she slid inside without any hesitation, “It’s fine. Just take it. He’d strangle me, not you. Besides, we’re taking this c

The woman in red was shocked. She stood behind Ethan, too afraid to speak. She was only a secretary, and the necklace was supposed to be for a female client.Tiffany did not expect for Ethan to buy something for her like that. She sneered, “I’ve already eaten the Chinese-style omelette wraps that you previously bought. Forget about the necklace. I can’t afford it, and I certainly can’t afford having you buy it for me.”Arianne pulled out her black card from her bag, “Swipe it on mine. I’m buying it.”Ethan insisted on swiping his card, completely unaffected by Tiffany’s rejection and icy words.He pointed at another necklace as he swiped the card, “Wrap that one up for me as well.”Tiffany seemed to have been completely upset. She threw the wrapped up necklace onto the ground, “Ethan, are you trying to showcase your superiority to me? Do you find this entertaining? It’s because I used to spend money on you, isn’t it? You saw it as an insult, right? So you’re trying to get back at

Jude waved his hand with mild annoyance, “Don’t give me that crap. When a man has nowhere else to go and no means of survival, he can only think of how to survive by any means. If you don’t like it, that’s your business. I just want money. What do you think your father would do if word of his son from an extramarital affair ever got out? The perfect Tremont Enterprise, built from generations of Tremont blood, sweat and tears, would be gone, along with your father’s kindly image. This would definitely make headline news. If you don’t give me the money, I’ll have no choice but to sell the Tremont family secrets to the media. Then, the media will certainly help you unearth your long-lost brother, who’d come back to take half of the family fortune. You’d lose even more. I don’t want much, just give me a hundred million and I’ll be off your back.”Mark’s face seemed to lack emotions. He picked up the phone on his desk and called Henry. Henry walked in and handed him a cheque, “Sir, are you

An unwanted hand snaked around her waist suddenly before the middle-aged man’s breathy voice loomed close to Tiffany’s ear, “That kind of sleaze won’t give you the time of their day, my dear. But I will. I know girls like you very well, like the back of my hand. You’re all looking for a sugar daddy, aren’t you? How about I be direct with ya—let’s spend some time together tonight. If you make me a happy man, I’ll make you a happy woman, starting from a luxury apartment.”Tiffany’s face twisted into a glower a split second before she decked the man’s face hard. As a stark, scarlet handprint surfaced on his cheek, she shrieked hotly, “Fat chance if I’ll sleep with a disgusting horndog like you!”Their altercation silenced the room instantly; every pair of eyes was now turned to the pair. At a distance, the conversational smile on Jackson’s face froze before he approached them quickly, “What’s the matter?”The look on the middle-aged man’s face was of one desperately evading scrutiny. “M-M

Conflicting emotions danced on Charles’ face. “You got me, kid. Your dad told me about it before that fateful accident. I was shocked when I heard about it. He had such a loving relationship with your mother, you know? He spared me the details, but he mentioned explicitly that if there ever came a day when his two sons become bitter enemies, he would want me to step in. Now that I think about it, it sounds pretty foreboding, doesn’t it? Maybe he foresaw his end, or maybe it was never an accident …Of course, that would be the Tremonts’ private matter. I wouldn’t understand.”Mark lowered his gaze to the table. His eyes became two perfectly opaque screens masking his aroused emotions, leaving his balling fists as the only clue to his true feelings. “Don’t bring him up in the same sentence as my mother, Uncle. He doesn’t deserve it,” he said. “Regardless, that was his last wish, wasn’t it? You honor him as you see fit, then. But I will tell you this: I’ve never wished harm upon that littl