Looking at the watch, Arianne’s breath halted for a moment as she paled instantly. She was familiar with that watch, it was the one that Mark wore usually. She did not pay attention if anything was missing on his wrist when he came home last night… It also meant that he was with Aery before he came back to the Tremont Estate.Taking in her change of expression, Aery placed the watch in front of her in contempt. “Don’t blame Mark, darling. He’s under a lot of pressure recently and you’re pregnant. It’s not convenient… Even if it’s not me, he’ll have other women too. You’ll be upset either way. I’m doing your duty for you, you don’t have to thank me though.”Arianne picked up the watch and got up. “I'm going back to work if there’s nothing else.”Fulfilling her goal, there was no need for Aery to stay longer. “Sure, tell Eric that his new company looks decent. Wish him a bright future for me.”Returning to her desk, Arianne’s thoughts were complicated as she looked at the watch. After a
It was not bad indeed. Arianne picked up Rice Ball with a smile. “I’m late anyway, I won’t be going to the office this morning. I’ll go after lunch.”Heavy footsteps were suddenly heard behind her. Arianne put down Rice Ball subconsciously, knowing that it was Mark who came. He was going to chastise her for carrying Rice Ball for sure, to the extent that it was scarring her.“Stop touching that dumb cat. I’m going to the office. Have Henry send you if you’re going out.” Mark was leaving in a hurry, his pace slightly hasty. He did not even button his sleeves. When the golden sun showered on him, there was a sense of divinity that kept one’s eyes on him.Arianne pursed her lips and went to the kitchen to ask food from Mary. She was starving.In the Kinsey’s villa, Aery had unprecedentedly busied herself in the kitchen for the entire morning. It was solely because Helen was coming over for lunch.Jean was gloomy sitting on the couch. Since their divorce, he felt incapable of managing the
Helen took her purse and left immediately after that. She had not been planning to eat anyway. Her leaving of the Kinseys was not that recent. Jean and Aery had barely looked for her. Now that they suddenly invited her back, it probably wasn’t just an innocent lunch. She had expected as much.Aery slapped the table in rage. “Arianne Wynn! I won’t let you get away with this!”Jean was shocked. Was this still his daughter who only knew how to act cute and nice? Why was her gaze so menacing…?…In the West Mansion, Summer sat by Jackson’s bed to help him peel an apple while grumbling, “Look at you, what should we do if you’re incapacitated the next time you’re beaten up? The West needs an heir. You can’t keep me yearning like this. When are you getting married?”Jackson felt a huge headache. “Mom… Can you not? My life goal is to build the West up. Before I’m happy with it, I won’t get married.”Summer mocked him, “The Wests aren’t like the Tremonts but it’s not bad. In fact, it’s one of t
He had driven himself today, as Brian had some matters to attend to and took the day off. This meant that he had to face everything on his own.When his car reached a more remote part of the highway, the black sedan behind him began speeding up. He hit the accelerator, and the black sedan did not fall behind. Both cars enacted a chase scene, straight out from a movie.Suddenly, the only silver sedan in front of him turned on its indicator and suddenly slowed down. Mark’s car was moving too fast. In a fit of panic, he hit the brakes and turned the steering wheel. Only then had he realized that someone had tampered with his brakes! He knew very well that his brakes were completely normal when he first arrived. The only opportunity anyone had to tamper with the brakes, was during the tender. His car spun into a median strip in the middle of the road. The car flipped into the air, then crashed onto the ground!Blood trickled down his forehead and into his eyes. The world seemed tinted
“What happened?” After a long pause, she finally steadied her emotions and found her voice again.“I’m not sure either. Your mother came to my house at around two in the afternoon yesterday, and gave me a piece of information. It was about Mark’s company issues. I went to Mark’s office to wait for him, because he was completing some work outside. He got into an accident on the way back. I don’t know what happened during this period of time. I’ve found a witness, but they said that Mark himself went past the speed limit, then suddenly lost control and crashed into the median strip,” Jackson explained in a grim voice.Past the speed limit? Arianne knew Mark very well. He was always calm and steady in everything he did. How could he possibly have gone past the speed limit?She instinctively pushed the blame onto Helen. “What useful information could she possibly have? She’s left the Kinseys. She’s nothing now. How could she possibly help Mark? Why, of all times, did she have to do it a
Tiffany let out a sigh of relief once the call had ended. “That’s a good idea, let her come to us. Saves us the trouble of running around. It doesn’t feel appropriate to make wild accusations in someone else’s territory. Remember what I’ve told you. Don’t be rash.”Arianne nodded in agreement. The car drove across the road and stopped in an empty space in front of Violet Café. Helen didn’t make them wait for too long. She arrived at the coffee shop door in less than twenty minutes.She had rushed all the way over, and did not bring an umbrella. By the time she had finished parking her car and had entered the coffee shop, her white business attire was soaked from the rain. Her neatened hair was in slight disarray. She may look slightly wretched, but when she saw Arianne, she smiled happily. “I never thought that you’d take the initiative to call me.”The trio sat across from each other. Arianne stared at Helen with a deadpan expression on her face. She was trying to detect anything
She lost her wits when she heard the words — posthumous letter. “He’s not dead. Why would he need anything like that? There’s no need to give it to me. Throw it away!”Henry, Jackson, Eric and Tiffany were all here. This situation felt too serious and too sombre to her, as if Mark was really going to die.“Mrs. Tremont, please calm down. There’s a high chance that the posthumous letter won’t be of any use at all.” The doctor explained, “I’m the doctor in charge of Mr. Tremont. I understand the situation very clearly. Mr. Tremont is in pretty good condition. So I’m just giving the posthumous letter to you.”Then, the doctor pulled out a piece of paper from his lab coat. It was a pretty urgent situation at the time, so he didn’t have very many good options. So he wrote the posthumous letter down on a prescription sheet. It looked a little ugly and hurried.Arianne’s hands were shaking. The light piece of paper felt as if it weighed 600 kilograms. Tears streamed down her face from the
Jackson paused in thought and said, “If it’s one-off, you’ll get ten thousand once. If it turns into a long term gig, it’ll be easier to negotiate the price. The general explanation is… I have a friend whose mother is hounding him to bring a girlfriend home, but he doesn’t want to get married so he can’t do that. So he’s asked me to help him find someone suitable to act as his girlfriend. It’s just an act. Body contact is a must, but it won’t reach any overtly intimate stages. You don’t have to worry about that. If his family doesn’t approve, then you’re done after one gig. If they approve, then the gig will continue. If you think the price isn’t good enough, you can negotiate as well.”Getting paid ten thousand dollars just for acting like his girlfriend once? Tiffany agreed without a second thought, “The price is good enough. However, I’m going to make this clear, bodily contact has its limits. I’ll come after you if he crosses the line.”The pair immediately became good friends. T