Semua Bab A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Smelling the stinging perfume scent, Mark Tremont instinctively pushed her away in repulsion. Both his gaze and tone were extremely icy. “Stay away!”The whole booth was dead silent, only saved by the bar’s blaring music.Aery Kinsey was startled, teary-eyed and shaken, as it was also her first time to see this side of Mark Tremont. “Mark darling… why are you so mean to me? I’m just concerned…”The bargirls beside them did not dare make even a sound. The entire city knew that Mark Tremont was gentle and flawless, the epitome of perfection, as he was always amiable to everyone and anything.Jackson West and Eric Nathaniel, however, were not the least bit surprised. Having known each other for over a decade, they probably understood each other better than themselves.Worried that a scandal would break out if someone were to make a fuss, both men hoisted Mark Tremont up. “Let’s go back?”“I don’t want to see her…” Mark Tremont mumbled faintly.“Then where do you want to go? Eric will send

Arianne instinctively wanted to escape, but she was afraid of provoking him into a drunken rage. Hence, she simply gritted her teeth and stayed still, praying that he would soon fall asleep…The more she hoped for one thing, the more it happened otherwise. Not only did he continue his excursion, but he also seemed to have gotten addicted to it and became annoyed with her clothes getting in the way. His hand changed direction and slipped in through her collar!She held her breath, her cheeks now burning as if they were on fire. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, she murmured carefully, “Mark…”He heard her voice. “Mmhmm…?”“You should get an early night’s rest… Go to sleep…” She was too afraid to say anything else. She even made sure to watch her tone.He shifted closer so that they were eye to eye and stared at her through his drunken, blurry vision. “Don’t you want to leave? I’m giving you a chance…”Then, he flipped over and climbed on top of her, tearing open her pajamas

Arianne was getting increasingly curious over how that aviation incident happened. Knowing her father, he would never pilot under inebriation. Her father had always been a highly competent captain and was a good, responsible father. Always!Suddenly, they were interrupted by the secretary’s voice from outside the office, “Mr. Tremont, a Mr. John Lane has asked to see you. We’ve tried to make him leave, but he has refused. He’s caused an unsightly ruckus in front of the office.”John Lane was none other than Tiffany’s father.“Mark, please let him come and speak… I’m begging you…” Arianne pleaded.Mark gritted his teeth and released her. “Let him in!” he snapped.Before she could relax, he splashed a bucket of cold water over her hopes when he smirked and said, “Just because I’ve agreed to see him, doesn’t mean that I’ll help him! Won’t this uncertainty crush all of his hopes?”He looked extremely terrifying in this state… Destroying a man’s hopes at a time like this was equivalen

When Arianne returned to the Tremont Estate, she quietly took a shower in the bathroom downstairs. By the time she came out, Mary had cooked a bowl of noodles for her. “Ari, come have a bite. You must be tired from working so late.”Arianne was a little touched. “Mary… I’ll be working overtime the next few days. It’s already so late now, don’t wait for me to return next time. I won’t be hungry.”Mary smiled at her. “It’s an order from sir. He didn’t word it very nicely, so I will spare you the details. But the point is, he cares about you. Come eat and rest early after you’re done.”Arianne knew what Mark said without even guessing. It was probably along the lines of how he would need to spend money to treat her if she overworked to exhaustion, or he was worried that others would say that he was abusing her...After Arianne was done with her noodles, she crept upstairs into the room like a thief. She didn’t even turn on the lights out of fear of waking Mark. However, he still flipp

Helen Cameran’s words bewildered Arianne for a moment, but she chose not to be bothered by them and headed back to her seat. She could still see Helen idling there out of the corner of her eye. It upsetted her and distracted her from her work.After so long, she still didn’t make any progress on her wedding dress design sketch. By nighttime, she had no choice but to look at other various designs for inspiration. Her mind was still occupied by Mark’s marriage announcement. Everyone in the company began looking at her strangely. Disdain and rejection turned into cautiousness. At least, no one dared to step on her toes anymore.An idea suddenly popped into her mind. What kind of wedding dress would Mark like? The final draft must impress him no matter what, so she must cater it according to his preferences!Although she racked her brain, she still couldn’t figure out what he liked. Hence, she was still stuck on the wedding dress design sketch until it was time to get off work.When sh