All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 851 - Chapter 860

The young man gave another bid before the host could speak up. Davy panicked. He leaned into Mark’s ear and whispered, “Mr. Tremont, should we continue the bid? We’re at the estimate now. We’ll go over the budget if we do…”Mark narrowed his eyes and nodded. Davy wiped the cold sweat off his brow and shot the troublemaker a glare. This should have been finished very fast. If this continued, they would have to wait the next round and it might end up derailing their afternoon meetings.Unexpectedly, the opposition issued another bid, looking very calm to boot, as if he was sure to win. Mark’s heart twitched, and he suddenly changed his mind. “Give up.”“Seriously, where did that guy come from?” Davy grumbled as they left the auction. “We’ve had our eyes on that piece of land for more than half a month, and he bought it at such a high price. Was he trying to make things difficult for us or himself? What does he want that land for anyway? It’ll take a long time before he gets any return

She didn’t want to go through this looking glass. She didn’t want to feel awkward, so she had no choice but to play the fool and act as if she didn’t understand him at all. “This is between you and Mark Tremont. It’s none of my business. However, it would be different if you picked a fight with Arianne. I’d cut you with a knife,” she said jokingly.Alejandro chuckled. “Hehe… I know. I won’t.”The Tremont Estate. Mark finally felt more relaxed once he had arrived back at home. All of his exhaustion at the office melted away when he laid eyes on Arianne and his son. The little one had just had his milk and was fully energized. He cooed and gurgled, as if he were chatting away. Mark looked at his son and walked upstairs to take a shower, as usual.“Mary, do you think, perhaps, he doesn’t like babies?” Arianne murmured.Mary disagreed. “Why would you say that? He hasn’t been holding little Aristotle too often, but isn’t that because he’s been too busy with work? Everything Mr. Trem

Meanwhile, Tiffany and Alejandro had just finished a meal at a Chinese restaurant. She had intended on going home straightaway, but unfortunately, Alejandro insisted on going shopping. She felt pity for someone like him, as she believed that he probably didn’t have too many chances to walk around outside and enjoy the nightlife in the city like normal people. Hence, she agreed.She pushed Alejandro through the bustling city with Jett tagging next to them. The trio did not have a lot to say, as if they had entered a quiet little world of their own. After walking around for a while, Alejandro suddenly said, “May I ask a question? Has any man ever successfully carved himself into your memories? Someone you cannot forget?”The first person who appeared in Tiffany’s mind was Jackson, but he was soon covered by Ethan. Unfortunately, Ethan was the most unforgettable to her. He truly was etched in her memories. Every time she remembered him, she would tremble all over.“Yes,” she answered

He got up and went to open the door to find Tanya standing on his porch.It seemed that it had been raining, as the ground was very wet. Tanya was soaked. He was surprised. “What is it?”Tanya stared at him with an innocent and complicated look in her eyes. “Have I done something wrong?”He remembered deleting her contact details. Perhaps she was here to ask him about that. He was at a loss for words. After all, this wasn’t just one of his paramours, but his woman’s friend. After standing on the spot for a while, he let her in the house. “I’ll get you a towel. Wipe yourself down; don’t catch a cold.”The weather wasn’t exactly hot. It was pretty cool after the rain. Tanya shivered from the cold. She was wet, so she did not sit on the couch but chose to remain standing on the spot. She was a pitiful sight.Jackson tossed her a towel. “You’re referring to my deleting your contact details from my phone, aren’t you? I just feel that it’s inappropriate for us to communicate in secret l

Mark felt irritation. “Oh, so you treat us like we’re Uber, huh? Alright, fine then. My God, can you just look at how much the child’s suffering? He looks absolutely pathetic! Gah, is that mucus dripping into his mouth? Someone wipe that away now, urghhh…”Seeing the disgust in his face genuinely irritated Arianne. “Are you — are you repulsed by your own son?! Mark frickin’ Tremont, did you just suggest wiping his snot as something too dirty for your royal hands?”For some reason that only Mark knew, he was downright averse to the idea of cleaning his son’s mucus, as though the very act really was the most dreadful thing he ever had the misfortune of being asked to do.Once in the car, Mark automatically took the passenger seat and left the backseat for Arianne and Mary. Arianne, meanwhile, gave out masks to Mary and Brian, as she wanted to reduce the number of people her son could infect. To have the entire Tremont estate be struck by the same malady at the same time was to spell chao