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Chapter 21 Will Sivan’s Party

Author: Lemon Flavored Cat
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Mark Tremont left early in the morning the next day.

Arianne Wynn had turned her closet inside out yet she could not find anything befitting to wear. This was the first time she felt the desire to go shopping. She invited Tiffany Lane, and they both headed to the mall together.

When Arianne went to pay, Tiffany’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape when she saw the bank service deduction text on the former’s mobile phone. “Ari, that’s a little too much. I’ve always thought that you’re poor, but it seems like you’re only pretending to be poor huh! You’re a little rich woman!”

Arianne was reluctant to mention that the money was from Mark Tremont, simply replying, “That’s nonsense. Let’s go.”

The gathering at night was located at Will Sivan’s family beach villa.

When Arianne Wynn and Tiffany Lane arrived at the party, a crowd had already formed. Arianne was unfamiliar with most of the guests, having never met them. Will Sivan stood out the most among the mass of people, attracting her line of vision almost instantly.

“Arianne, it’s been a while.” Will Sivan went up to her and smiled, his handsome eyes stared at her without a blink, making her shy upon meeting his gaze.

“Yeah… it’s been a while…”

The crowd around them teased, “Will, this is the real reason you’re hosting this party, isn’t it?”

“Yup, what about it?” Will Sivan did not hold back. He was joking, though it was not far from the truth. Arianne lowered her blushing face feeling like something pulled a heart string. Her heart was dripping in honey…

Tiffany Lane grabbed ahold of Ethan Connor from the mass of guests.

“Ari, this is my boyfriend, Ethan Connor!”

Arianne looked up to see Ethan Connor nodding at her as he greeted him.

Ethan Connor was gorgeous with his tall frame and handsome features. It was just his edgy and socialite character that Arianne found it hard to like his physical appearance. She gave him a small smile before she was pushed into the main hall with the rest of the guests.

The heater in the hall was turned on considerably high and the music was on full blast as well. Tiffany Lane was immersed in the scene once she entered the place, all while a bottle of fruity alcohol was forced her way.

“The alcohol percentage isn’t too high in this and it’s fruit-flavored. Don’t tell me that you’re going to have plain water. That’s a downer.”

Arianne took a sip. The taste of alcohol was truly faint as what filled her mouth was the rich taste of orange. She did not dislike it, thus she took another gulp.

Gradually, Arianne began to feel the heat and took off her jacket, tossing it on the couch, where Ethan Connor and Tiffany Lane sat already drunkenly inseparable.

Will Sivan whispered something into her ear but Arianne could not catch it. Stumbling, she fell into his embrace and she lost track of whatever that happened next…

When Arianne Wynn woke up the next day, she felt a slight headache. Turning around and opening her eyes, Will Sivan’s face was magnified right in front of her! Stunned, panic flooded her.

Arianne got off of the bed anxiously, realizing the clothes she wore had been changed somehow. She was obviously wearing a man’s shirt!

She had no recollection of what happened last night, although she could guess based on her current state.

Arianne had no idea what to do. This was also her first time staying out. If Mark Tremont knew about it, she was doomed!

Before everyone else woke up, she found her clothes and changed into them. Unable to find her jacket despite looking everywhere, she had no other choice than to wear Will Sivan’s since it was snowing heavily outside.

Scurrying down the stairs, plenty of hungover people were still lying unconscious on the couch. It was imaginable how crazy last night was. Taking in this scene, Arianne’s heart sank further as she hastened her leave.

On the flip side, Mark Tremont who was being driven to the airport rubbed the space between his eyebrows with much fatigue.

Chauffeur Brian Pearce caught his action from the rearview mirror and advised hesitantly, “Sir, why not postpone the trip? The departure time was changed yesterday, you’ve worked in the office through the night and now you’re flying abroad without missing a beat. Your body won’t be able to take it…”

“No need.” Mark Tremont checked his mobile phone, thinking if he should make a call home when a news update popped out in his notification bar.

A headline flashed, prompting him to press into the article. His eyes were met with a high resolution photo of Will Sivan and Arianne Wynn lying entangled in bed!

The force of his palm nearly crushed his mobile phone as he spat through his gritted teeth, “Pearce, turn back home!”
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