Semua Bab A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Bab 1421 - Bab 1430

Arianne said to her in a harsh tone, “I wouldn’t interfere in your matters if you hadn’t brought your argument to my doorstep. Now that you’ve done it, how could I not interfere? Who would dare to bully you when you’ve got so much demeanor on you? Obviously, you’ve been the one who’s been bullying us. You’ve already taken all the glory for yourself; what else could you possibly want?”At that point, the girl began to feel that Brian would not bother with her, so she might as well stop herself from making matters worse. The girl named her price. “$45,000—I’ll leave when I receive this amount, or otherwise, there won’t be peace for anybody. I wouldn’t be sent to prison even if you tried, since it’s just a lovers’ quarrel.”Arianne saw that the lights in her bedroom on the second floor had turned on and was afraid that Mark would cause an even bigger scene. She coldly said, “I don’t wish to make matters worse, so leave now! He hasn’t even touched you. He has even paid for your living ex

Sylvain was half-suspicious. “Fine, I’ll buy your cr*p. Who knew that you could do it that way?Arianne giggled. She went to the company cafeteria with Sylvain during her lunch break. Tremont Enterprises’ cafeteria hall was quite imposing; there were all sorts of dishes available—self-service. She could have whatever she wanted and it was free. No one needed to pay for food that tasted even better than a restaurant outside, so most employees chose to eat in the cafeteria.When Arianne and Sylvain sat and ate together, they were crowded around by a group of women. “Sylvain, you’re pretty close to our Madam CEO.”“Stop bullsh*tting, we’re just getting along,” Sylvain replied bitterly. “We’ve known each other for a while now. What if Mr. Tremont hears this? Are you trying to get me fired?”The women peered carefully at Arianne’s face. If Arianne should seem remotely displeased, they would stop tactfully. However, Arianne did not. She was still smiling, so their jokes became bolder. Ar

Jackson laughed. “Tiffie, maybe we should hurry it up and have a second baby? Who knows, maybe it’ll be a daughter this time?” he said, half-jokingly.Tiffany rolled her eyes at him. “I don’t mind, but would you take care of it? You’d throw the baby to your mom right after it’s born. You might be fine with that, but I’m not.”Just as she had spoken, Tiffany suddenly turned to the side, covered her mouth, and made a retching noise. “Jackson, did you clean the fish properly? The fishy smell is strong.”Just then, all eyes turned toward her. Jackson’s face was filled with disbelief. “I was just joking. You’re not really pregnant, are you? Don’t you trust my cooking skills? I cleaned the fish very thoroughly…”Tiffany stared at the grilled fish on the table, lost it, and bolted to the washroom. Arianne immediately knew that she was pregnant when she saw this. “I don’t think you can run from this. She’s pregnant again. You’re pretty awesome, Jackson. Very spot on.”Jackson didn’t answe

At dinner, Mark raised his glass towards Jackson in a Schadenfreude manner. “Congrats, you’re going to be a dad again.”Jackson rolled his eyes at him. “Stop it. Is your vasectomy something to be proud of? I’m going to get a vasectomy tomorrow, so that I won’t have any more kids. I can’t take any more.”Only then did Tiffany arrive at a realization. “Why didn’t I think of that? Mark’s had a vasectomy, so you should have done it too. Besides, there’s no use in leaving it.”Jackson stared at her as if she were an idiot. “A vasectomy only prevents you from having kids. You don’t turn into an eunuch. How the heck does your brain work?”When Mary joined the dinner table, the younger ones curtailed their conversation topics. Henry had been a butler at the Tremont Estate for most of his life, so he rarely joined them at the table. This was a form of etiquette for Henry. Arianne hoped that Henry would let loose one day, just like Mark. Unfortunately, he was set in his ways.Suddenly, Aria

Zoey did not say anything more, but her husband, pretending to be drunk, murmured under his breath, “Wow, they treat their workers so well, but their actual relatives? Nope, that’s too much! Jesus, I get it, we aren’t related by blood. But Zoey’s still your aunt and deserves your respect, too.”Mark abruptly hurtled his fork and spoon to the table, got up, and stormed upstairs. Henry and Mary—dragged into the fray out of the blue—simultaneously put down their utensils, their food untouched.Arianne forced the flames flaring inside of her from spilling out to the open. “Here’s what you’re missing, Mary and Henry aren’t just “some workers” to me. They are the family who watched me grow, which means they’ve been in our lives way longer and more significantly than my supposed aunt and uncle. When Mark went missing and we were in a very dark place, where were you two, huh? But when he’s back, alive and well, you come right back, wagging your tails and showing your faces! Humor me this, wh