At the end of the day, Sylvain was a leading fashion designer. They had small talks during the journey that inspired Arianne. In the end, she felt that Sylvain sending her home was not such a bad idea.Sylvain waved at her when they arrived outside the entrance to Tremont Estate. “See you tomorrow.”She thanked him and quickly exited the vehicle.Mary had seen all of this and strode forward with Aristotle in her arms. “Ari, who sent you home? That isn’t Mr. Tremont’s car.”“A colleague,” Arianne replied casually.Mary grew increasingly apprehensive. “A colleague? A male? I may not have much experience, but after working for the Tremonts for so many years, I can tell how expensive that car is. What colleague of yours could possibly drive such an expensive car? One look at that color, and you can just tell how unreliable he is. You should avoid him as much as possible. Why is a grown man driving a red car? Mr. Tremont won’t be happy if he finds out about this.”Only after Mary’s na
Mark seemed to have assumed that Arianne was already asleep because he came through the door, still on the phone, instead of trying to hide the conversation. “I couldn't care less whatever it is that you plan to do,” he barked. “You go ahead and crap out as many troubles as you like until the world ends. I don’t care. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m not, by any means, an unprincipled man.”Hearing the steely rage in his voice, Arianne put her pen down and looked up at him.Their eyes met, and a slight change overcame Mark’s expression before he hung up immediately. “You’re still awake? What are you doing in the living room?”Arianne tucked her unfinished draft toward herself. “Waiting for you, what else? Who were you talking to? You sounded pissed.”Weariness rose in his eyes. “It’s nothing. I’m going for a bath. You should rest early.”Arianne was quite upset with him waving the question aside. She had heard every single word he spoke while he was on the phone, and her instin
The first rationale that came into Arianne’s mind was that Sylvain lived in a nearby neighborhood, which would be a reasonable explanation that begged no further attention. Since Arianne found going forward and bidding him good morning a little too bothersome, she decided to turn around and leave the area via another route.Sylvain suddenly rolled down his car window and waved at her. “Morning, Sunshine! We work at the same place, don’t we? I could give you a lift.”Arianne could not catch his expression from her spot across the street, but he still managed to throw her off. Why did she feel as though this guy had been here doing groundworks out of an unfathomable intent?Naturally, Sylvain’s greeting made it impossible to feign not seeing him. Uneasily, she went into his car and asked, “Why are you here?”Sylvain leveled her with an enigmatic, meaningful smile. “What will you do… if I tell you that I had been waiting for you at this spot, this whole time, with the explicit intenti
Robin was never good at saying no, so to save her from embarrassment, Arianne received her glass and said, “Cheers.”That pleased Sylvain, who immediately sat between Robin and Arianne. “Now, that’s more like it.”Robin had never interacted with men before, so the abrupt arrangement that came out of left field quickly stifled her, causing the poor girl to straighten her back before freezing in that stiff position. Unfortunately, Sylvain was so extroverted and carefree that he wrapped his arm around Robin’s shoulder in a swoop.“Soooo! I heard you’re Arianne’s lil’ puppy. Methinks you shouldn't adopt too much of your master’s reticence. It doesn’t add to your charm if you keep things to yourself and don’t talk,” he pointed out.Arianne quickly raised her voice and clarified, “Excuse me, but she isn’t my ‘puppy.’ The correct term you were looking for is ‘protégé,’ okay? ‘Puppy,’ seriously? It sounds unflattering. And also, she’s never had a boyfriend before, so please don’t act so ca
Once outside, Robin ranted, “Did you have to stop me? They badmouthed you behind your back, missy! Aren’t you peeved? I’ve always thought that I’m a weak-willed doormat, but you’re cool, aren’t you? Or are you just as much of a scaredy-cat as I am? You afraid of getting into trouble?”Arianne steadied herself with the help of a tree at the sidewalk. “No, it’s more like there’s no point. You heard them, right? They know me as Mrs. Tremont. If I quarrelled with them for this little thing or, I dunno, turned it physical, how badly would that reflect on me? I’d embarrass my man, too! Honestly, I’m just so-very-disinterested in talking to people like these, you know? As long as their stinkin’ blabbering mouths don’t take it too far, I don’t care. If they crossed my line, though, I’d hit back.”Robin broke out a dumb, drunken smile. “Oh ho ho, touche! We’re not as low as they are. Fighting a bunch of losers like that will be soooo undignifying! Whelp, this is it. See you later, Arianne! I’
Arianne could not answer Davy. Instead, she haphazardly waved her hands in dismissal.When Mark noticed how unsteady her steps were and how she held onto the door frame, he dropped the papers in his hand and rushed forward, catching her.“Who made you drink, Ari? Don’t you know your limits?” he reproved.Arianne threw herself onto his chest and writhed against it. “T-There was a company hangout, and um, I couldn’t be absent, and I drank a bit, b-b-but I’m feeling really, really off right now. It’s not the usual, wasted sort of off. It’s just… uh, weird…”Mark frowned and felt her slightly feverish forehead. A pang came to him, and he asked, “Did you come here alone?”“I h-h-hailed a cab, but I can’t endure this until I reach home, I just can’t,” she slurred under her breath. “So I came to your office, and God, why is it so hot in here? Your AC is too high…”She swung her bag across the floor and began to pull her blouse apart, baring a pair of delicate cheekbones and her snowy-fa
Arianne smiled awkwardly. “Sorry… I might have had a little too much to drink last night.”A thought hit Mark and his expression turned grim. “You didn’t drink too much, but someone put something in your drink. Now that you’re sober, think carefully. Who did it? I certainly can’t let you go to the office worry-free if you have someone two-faced by your side.”Arianne was reminded of more details from last night, thanks to his reminder. That’s right, she wouldn’t have felt so hot just from alcohol, and she was overcome by such a strange feeling too. That feeling pushed her to go to Mark’s office to see him then demand sex from him, over and over again…She thought of the champagne from Sylvain last night. He had deliberately emphasized that that champagne was for her and had stopped her from sharing it with anyone else. Everyone else had drunk other liquor, so it was impossible for this to have happened to everyone else. If it was the champagne, was Sylvain behind all of this?She d
She went on her tiptoes then boldly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. Then, she planted a kiss on his cheek and hurried away. “Don’t forget to pick me up after work! I’ll stay with you if you have to do overtime!”Mark lifted his hand and touched his cheek longingly as he watched her leave. The corners of his lips slowly curved upwards. The sun was certainly rising from the west today…He went back into the car and remembered how she had been spiked last night. He couldn’t stop worrying, so he sent her a message: ‘Be careful, call me if you need anything. Don’t show off and try to solve everything on your own. I’d have to clean up after you if you mess it up. That would be even more troublesome for me.’Arianne replied to his message with a smiley face. She knew what to do.Robin usually arrived earlier than she did. Today, for the first time ever, Robin still hadn’t arrived even though it was almost time for work. Sylvain obviously wasn’t going to arrive that early
Arianne had not heard that name for so long, she had to reel back in bemusement for a few seconds before finally remembering her face.Shelly-Ann Leigh… She must have spent all those years in the mental institution, right? God knows if the woman’s hair was now grey and white all over.When someone was near death, one could stand to forgive all of the history between them—even the dark ones, even if the ledger was brimming—for good. So, Arianne replied, “I’ll go with you. No matter what happened, she’s still your mother.”Mark did not expect that answer from her at all. In his surprise, he bent down and left a kiss on her lips. “I knew I picked the right woman as my wife. I thought you wouldn’t agree to let me accompany her for the last of her days…”Arianne replied nothing. She was not so obtuse that she would try to win over a woman whose days were numbered. No matter how much of an a**hole Shelly was, Arianne was still the one who came out on top. That victory was all she needed.
Arianne sneered. “You confused, little thing. I wouldn’t be daft enough to anger the mother of the man I like if I were you, girl. I would especially not say anything as low IQ as that, too. Let me be completely frank with you: no one who bears the surname of Leigh will ever get the better of me—the last one failed. Hard. I can guarantee that you’ll leave us in the span of three days. If I lose, you can stay here forever. Wanna bet? I dare you.”She left her threat hanging at that and turned her wheelchair away, leaving the scorned young woman behind.Rage came out of Raven as waves of quakes all over her body. She was lurching close to hyperventilation, but right before it became impossible to stop, she came around and battled herself to calm down. She had a feeling that even if she fainted right there and then, no one would discover her, would they?Now that Arianne and Mark had returned, the Tremont Estate had recovered its vivacity and life. It had become merry.And Raven Leigh
Melissa was the type who always pushed things to go as festive as logically possible. She leaped to her feet and raised her cup, “Yo, everyone! Let’s toast to Cindy becoming my cousin-in-law!”The crowd answered enthusiastically with their cups in the air and a roar—except Raven, who remained seated. “I have a sickly constitution. I can’t drink. I’m sorry.”Her smile was so mechanical, her face too ashen. Something flickered in Arianne’s eyes before she replied, “Sure.”After the revelry faded, Arianne steered her wheelchair to the courtyard. The outward appearance of the Tremont Estate seemed to have frozen in time, which was why being here made her feel so… safe.Of course, that was despite Henry and Mary’s passing. In the end, time passed and things changed, characters and objects came and went, and all these missing years left lingering regrets in their wake.Arianne espied the silhouette standing alone at a distance and approached her, sighing, “Nothing beats being home.”Ra
Arianne grabbed the two beauties by the hands and smiled. “Thank you! Gosh, to me… it’s like you two have grown older in the blink of an eye! How gorgeous the two of you are! Cindy, where’s your brother? Plato hasn’t come home yet?”Mentioning the name of her dear brother made Cynthia pout. “He said he was coming home half a month ago—that’s what he said. Who knows what he’s actually doing, though? Anyway, who cares about that no-good. He’s always like this anyway. Oh, um, the weather is quite hot. We should probably get inside.”Arianne nodded and shot a brief, uneasy look at Aristotle. Not once did he look like he wanted to talk to her… Could the boy be counting his grievances in his mind? Mark and Arianne had stayed in Switzerland for so long; life must have been hard for him all alone.It took until she reached the living room to finally notice Raven. “Millie, is this your younger sister?”Melissa quickly sprung to correct her. “What? Noooo. This is Ares’ classmate or something
Aristotle’s entire being stilled.He had waited for this news for nineteen years. As time passed, the flames died little by little, the heart grew more numb, until the very thought of it was no different from a pipe dream. But today, news of it coming true reached him and plunged him into a torrent of feelings.A long while later, he finally muttered under his breath, “When… When will they be back?”Jackson closed the distance between them and gave the young man a light, comforting pat on the shoulders. “Not so soon, I bet; not when your mother has just woken up and is in need of some time to recover. She did sleep for nineteen years, you know. So maybe after she’s recuperated enough for a while…” he answered. “We’ve waited for nineteen years for this, right? What’s waiting for just a little bit more compared to that? The most important thing for you to do is to manage the company to the best of your abilities. That’s the way to not disappoint your father’s expectation.”Aristotle
Cynthia had never had a relationship before, so she did not know what love was. However, one thing was for certain. She loved the feeling of being with Aristotle and how he had protected her since they were kids. Even though Aristotle had become a little domineering and “naughty”, she was not taken aback by him. Instead, she even felt a little moved, which was amazing.It wasn’t known how they ended up in bed, with their breaths synchronized. Apart from the final step, they had done just about everything else that could be done.Just as they were about to hit the final step, Aristotle suddenly stopped and helped pull the covers over Cynthia. “Let’s sleep, good night.”Cynthia was still lost in a daze from before. She did not know why Aristotle had suddenly stopped, nor did she have the courage to ask him. She had struggled for so long before having persuaded herself to go with the flow…The next day, when Cynthia woke up, Aristotle had already long gone to his company.She took a
Cynthia heard what Aristotle said, but her hands did not stop doing what they were doing. Her head was in a complete mess. “There’s no… no need. I’ll be able to be done with these now. Go ahead and get some sleep first. By the way, where am I sleeping tonight? There are so many rooms here, I’ll ask Agnes to help me clear one up.”Aristotle walked up to her and squatted. He grabbed onto her arm with one hand while the other closed the luggage. “Just sleep with me here and stop tidying already.”Cynthia suspected that she might have misheard. She took a look at the big bed behind him in a daze and suddenly felt her palm, which was held by him, burning up. “Y… You’re kidding, aren’t you, Ares? Although we used to sleep with each other a lot when we were kids, we’re all grown ups now, so wouldn’t that be a little inappropriate?”Aristotle said with a straight face, “I wasn't joking.”Cynthia panicked a little and recalled Melissa’s words once again. ‘Would Ares, whom I’ve known for so
Melissa knew that Aristotle had kissed Cynthia, so she knew what was going on. Hence, she very naturally boasted, “Of course, they’ve been engaged to each other since they were born. Coincidentally, the both of them felt the same way about each other as they grew up, so wouldn’t this make it even better? From the way I see it, your illness isn’t going to recover for the rest of your life and the both of them are probably going to have to wait until Cindy graduates before they get married. So, you’d be better off moving back to France as early as possible. Don’t worry, you’ve saved Aristotle’s life before, so he wouldn’t be stingy with you financially.”Raven wanted to control the unhappiness she had in her heart very much, but her emotions refused to follow her will. Hence, she fiercely struggled to wring free from Melissa’s grasp. Melissa was startled for a moment. “Are you crazy?”After that, Raven regained her senses and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry… I was a little unwell just n
‘You’re not that worried?’ Melissa was so furious that she laughed. “Am I the only one who’s being worried for nothing? I thought you loved my brother, didn’t you? The man you’ve been dreaming of every day has returned from France but brought a woman with him, yet you’re actually not that worried? Let’s put aside your parents’ intentions for a moment. Do you dare to say that you don’t love him? I’m only helping you because you’re my best friend, so could you not be so relaxed, as if I’m helping you for no reason?”Cynthia shook her head and lowered her volume as she said, “He… might have confessed to me. We also… did that already. So, I think he doesn’t feel that way towards Raven. It’s purely because she saved his life once. I trust that Ares will be able to handle the situation properly.”Melissa’s eyes opened wide. “What? He’s only returned for a few days, yet the two of you have already had sex? That fast?! I never knew it, but you’ve really got it in you!”Cynthia’s face flushe