All Chapters of A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride: Chapter 911 - Chapter 920

Tanya shut the door and began to recount her past without any prompt. “I was a young girl, about four years old, I think, when people started saying that my dad killed a man.“From then on, dad disappeared from my life. Mom left me. I had no one else but my grandpa. The people around me were always so eager and happy to remind me that I’m a murderer’s daughter whenever they saw me. They told their kids to never play with me, and then, for countless times… they beat me. They treated me like… like sh*t. Grandpa was scared that all of it was going to ruin me, so he sacrificed all of the money he had saved and took me out of the town I was born in and rented a house in the city.“I was eight by then, but the trauma of being seen as nothing but a murderer’s daughter haunts me. I can’t break free. I tried to be good. I follow my grandpa’s advice. I smile at everyone and treat everyone right because grandpa told me that no matter how bad my life started out to be, anyone who smiles will alw

Tanya had slipped in a drug into Jackson’s drink that night. That was the real reason why he had been so thoroughly knocked-out, and why it was impossible to have him do anything, let alone sex. The blood on the sheet? Tanya staged it.Per Alejandro’s scheme, she had sex with Jett three times. The best-case scenario was to make Tanya pregnant and to make the conception seem as realistically tied to the hoax as possible. Even if she did not manage to get impregnated on time, Tanya was supposed to fake it until she made it. Even the worst-case scenario—if Tanya just could not get pregnant—had contingency plans.She had been overjoyed and relieved when she succeeded in her pregnancy. But now, looking back, all she had achieved was shackling herself with a self-made burden.For her pregnancy, and also because she was too ashamed to continue working for Eric, Tanya had been subsisting on Alejandro’s allowance after she quit her job. It was Alejandro who paid for her livelihood, which was

Jackson didn’t stop her. Justice was restored. It didn’t matter where Tanya was going. He only asked her if someone had forced her into this because he felt that it would be difficult for her to execute this flawlessly on her own. Since she had refused to reveal the father’s identity, he couldn’t be bothered to ask. He suddenly felt relieved…Tanya was too afraid to go home. She loitered outside for a long time before making a decision — she was going to take the initiative and see Alejandro herself. She knew that neither she nor Jett would survive if she did not confront him. That was why she did not expose Alejandro to Jackson. She had to leave herself with a single thread for survival, or death would be certain.Her hands were trembling as she called Alejandro. His cold, demonic voice answered her. “Heh, what a surprise. You’ve actually contacted me on your own.”“Where are you?” she asked, summoning her courage. “I need to see you.”“Stay where you are and don’t move,” Alejandr

Arianne refused to believe that Tiffany wasn’t feeling happy at all. “Didn’t someone say that she wanted to make up with Jackson? It was destroyed when Tanya pulled that trick on us. Now, you’ve found out that nothing happened in the first place, so why aren’t you taking the chance? Are you going to wait for some other woman to swoop in on him again? I’ve already got a son, but there’s still no news on your end. I’m hoping for you to hurry it up and have a daughter with Jackson, so that we can be in-laws.”Tiffany smiled and replied, “Give it a rest. You Tremonts are highly influential. Are you implying that I should social climb? No one can guarantee this. Tell your son that he’ll have to wait! I was being rash and impulsive at the time. I’m a lot more rational now. When did I ever say that I wanted to get back together with Jackson? I have to be more reserved. I’m a lady, after all! Alright, I can’t chat with you for too long. The director is finally giving me a job to do today. I h

As they drew closer and closer together, Arianne completely surrendered. Her son would grow up someday, and the family of three wouldn’t be able to share a bed for too long. She didn’t want to lose this chance to stay close to Aristotle so soon. If she refused, Mark would really take him back to the baby’s room.The next morning.Arianne was woken by Mark and Aristotle. One was reminding her that it was time to leave, and the other stared hungrily at her, asking for milk.She was still very drowsy when she fed her son. Mary carried him away after his morning feed, and she finally felt energized enough to get showered.She wasn’t the drunkard last night, nor was she the one to exert herself, so why was she more exhausted than Mark? She grumbled under her breath when she saw how energized Mark looked, as if he was perfectly fine.She put on some light makeup to avoid looking too tired. She had gotten her figure back after giving birth, and she could wear her old clothes again. She s