All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 1671 - Chapter 1680

After a brief internal musing, Mark spilled, “That designer—James McGinnis—had admitted that the design was given to him by an anonymous sender through email. It was never his original creation from the outset; he stole Arianne’s idea. As for the identity of that sender, they may benefit from anonymity now, but it’s not at all hard to find out who they may be. Soon, the truth will come out… and we’ll see.”Mark had paid his most exacting attention to Shelly’s expression while he spoke, but nothing in her mien was out of place. In fact, she sighed a breath of relief. “Oh, that’s good news, isn’t it? Go get that little snake, you. Everyone will be able to breathe easy if that perp is finally apprehended. Anyway, go and take your shower while I set up the table.”After dinner, Mark summoned Henry to his study. “I want the identity behind that email sent to McGinnis uncovered as soon as possible,” he ordered. “No matter who it is, do not let anyone catch hold of it. It is for my ears onl

Mark took his seat behind the desk. “What’s the matter?”Robin promptly handed him a resignation letter. “Mr. Tremont, I know that things are looking bad for me now, which is why I… I have no problem resigning my position as long as Sylvain is safe from negative splashes. I swear, though, I’ve got nothing to do with any of this. I’m innocent! But Sylvain told me that it’s too difficult to clear my name by now, and it’s likely that the investigation has no other leads to go forward. I… I guess that means there’s no other way out, so I’ll willingly resign. I’m sorry.”Mark stared at the resignation letter in her hand and thought for a while. “Take this back. Frankly, I’ve never even considered firing you,” he replied. “I’ve talked to Arianne just now, and we both agreed to close the chapter on this case. Neither of us are interested in continuing this investigation, and no one will mention it ever again, let alone allow it to affect Sylvain negatively. Both Arianne and Sylvain are adam

Before Arianne could mount a reply, Alejandro had stepped into the opening with a repartee. “And this is why no one seriously considers a woman’s opinion on things. Turning the other cheeks doesn't bring peace—instead, it only makes you seethe and suffer your indignance on your own. An eye for an eye is the real way of living! We’re all equal as humans, so why the f**k should we have to tolerate certain subsets of people, despite them being no more special than we are, huh? What’s the point of living a life of servitude and submission?”Melanie was so exasperated that she launched into a series of eyerolls. “Oh, please miss me with that high-minded bunkum. You just want to watch the world burn with a box of popcorn in hand, Nero. Sure, your conjecture sounds reasonable, but it doesn’t automatically exclude the possibility of you being dead wrong! What if you were wrong? You goading Arianne into pursuing this investigation is basically just you trying to manufacture more drama!”Aleja

By this point, even the look Libby shot was evident of pity. It was as though Robin’s predicament had drawn much of her sympathy. “Oh, hon, I can’t accept this now! I don’t recall actually giving you any special treatment, you know, because I believe in treating everyone fairly and impartially. Chin up, dear. Your husband’s the renowned designer, Sylvain Trudeau! Leaving Tremont Estate isn’t gonna hurt you too much, trust me. People like you won’t ever fret about the cost of living, yea?”“But I insist, Mrs. Sheppard!” Robin exclaimed, her eyes wide with sincerity. “Sylvain’s too busy tonight to join, but he approved of me inviting you for dinner, so… Well, c’mon! Let me treat you just this once—you can go anywhere you like. Or, if you don’t know where to pick… How about White Water Bay Café? It’s a pretty top-notch place. But what do you think?”Hearing White Water Bay Café as a possible venue perked some of Libby’s interest. “Damn, that’s an expensive place right there though, ain’

Arianne lunged, grabbing Libby by her collar before pinning her against the wall.“This restaurant belongs to Jackson West, whose wife, Tiffany, is my best friend. You really think you can skedaddle out of here before giving me answers?” she hissed. “Now that we’ve finally got you, you’re not leaving this premise until you tell me the truth. Just how many favors did that Shelly give you in exchange for you being her tail-wagging lackey, huh? Think. She’s exhausted every single one of her brain cells trying to kick me out of the company, yet the easiest way to do that has always been to just get Mark to fire me. Ever wonder why she would rather throw all of her effort into these useless roundabout ways than just doing that?“It’s because Mark wants me to always remain in his life, divorce be damned. He won’t accept me leaving his sight. It doesn’t matter how many tricks Shelly plays, as long as he wills it, I’ll never go away,” she continued. “Say… We were never enemies before, were w