All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Jean was still burning with rage. “Fine. Divorce, it is!”…A week after Tiffany’s incident, Mark finally came back to the Tremont Estate. He had returned on a weekend morning. Arianne had just woken up and was having breakfast in the dining hall. She hadn’t seen him for only a week, but he seemed to be a lot more haggard. Although he was still in his suit and kempt hair, the stubble on his chin added some sense of jadedness to him compared to before, brewing a different taste of maturity.Arianne had never asked about his work, having long gotten used to turning a blind eye. She had not planned to ask him now, but Mary gave her a nudge from behind, almost causing her to choke. She understood what the woman meant. Mark was already at the staircase when she collected herself and asked, “Is the company doing alright? Why are you only back now after so long?”Mark looked sideways slightly without halting his steps. “You won’t understand even if I tell you. I’m going to the office again la

Before she could finish the last part of her sentence, Henry made his way towards the flowering shrubs on the other side. Her grin widened. “Hey, old fogey! You’re old enough to know what that is, right? You’re just playing dumb! Come one, Rice Ball. Let’s go get something to eat…”…Tiffany drove along the road like a hurricane. Arianne was extremely worried that she wouldn't be able to stop in time for a tailgater. “Can you go a little slower? You’re scaring me to death!”Tiffany took no notice of her. “That convalescent home is pretty secluded, and there are no cameras along this road. What are you afraid of? This is a sports car, what’s the use if we don’t drive it fast? Don’t worry. My driving skills are passable.”Arianne was feeling uncertain. If the person that they had found really was Mr. Sloane, they might not necessarily be able to get any information out of him. Even if he did provide that information, could they even be sure if he’d comply and provide them with eviden

Tiffany went to Mr. Sloane’s mailing address that afternoon. Arianne waited back at home. She had initially intended on going with her, but when she remembered Mark’s reaction to the letter, she decided to retreat. Before everything was settled, this would only cause more trouble. Even though it seemed like Mark wasn’t restricting her from going anywhere, it did not mean that he wasn’t aware of wherever she went.The next morning, Tiffany sent a message to inform her that she had arrived home. They agreed to meet up after work and talk face to face.Naturally, Tiffany had rushed back early in the morning to go to work. Before Jackson suddenly decided to fire her, she had to go to work as usual so that she would have one extra day of wages, even if he did fire her all of a sudden.She arrived an hour late due to some delays along the way. As she arrived in a rush at the office, she noticed that there seemed to be very little people in the elevator. This provided her with some semblan

Arianne relaxed after hearing her answer. They ordered their meal before Tiffany began her report on her findings at the mailing address. “By the way, I’ve asked a lot of neighbors around that address. According to their physical descriptions, the man who’s always lived at that exact address was George Levin. However, they don’t know his full name because they didn’t talk a lot. They’ve heard a young man call him ‘Uncle Sloane’ before, but they couldn’t be sure. Perhaps he was calling him ‘Uncle Levin’ too.”“Someone took this George Levin away three years ago, and he never returned. I suspect that he may have changed his name. He lied to us. He is Mr. Sloane! If we take a step back and say he isn’t Mr. Sloane, then that Mr. Sloane in that letter can’t possibly be unrelated to him. Who’d use George Levin’s address to send a letter for no apparent reason? Either George Levin is Mr. Sloane, or he’s acquainted with Mr. Sloane. I’ve asked my private investigator to investigate this. Let’s

Mary pondered for a moment then replied, “George Slone.”Arianne was taken aback. “George Sloane? Are you sure?” George Sloane, George Levin. How could it possibly be that coincidental?Mary slapped her thigh. “I remember now, I’m certain that I’ve gotten the right name. It may have been ten years ago, but I’m not that senile yet. His name was George Sloane. He wasn’t particularly good looking, but he was an honest man. He was always industrious and conscientious in his job. He was pretty quiet too. Now that you’ve mentioned it, he was pretty lucky. He was supposed to be in the plane too, but his stomach was hit by gastric pains just before he got onto the plane. He was purging the entire morning, so the Master gave him the day off.”For further confirmation, Arianne had asked the private investigator for George Levin’s information from the convalescent home. She had also managed to obtain a small photo. She showed it to Mary, who squinted her eyes and stared at it for a very long t