A pair of arms surrounded virtual-novel.net suddenly and pulled virtual-novel.net back. Arianne could almost feel the dampness from his fresh shower and smelt the fragrance of body wash. Her hands supported herself on his chest, unknowingly they were shaking. The arms that were wrapped around virtual-novel.net waist let go abruptly.
“Get lost.”
For some reason, his voice was a little raspy. Arianne had no idea how virtual-novel.net had upset virtual-novel.net again so virtual-novel.net scurried off at once.
It was when virtual-novel.net returned to the storeroom that virtual-novel.net had regrets. She had forgotten to ask virtual-novel.net about Will Sivan. Recalling what happened just now, however, the courage to seek virtual-novel.net again slipped away from her.
When morning came the next day, Mary came into the storeroom with a glass of water.
“C’mon, Ari. Here’s some cold medicine.”
Arianne Wynn was puzzled. Mary did not know virtual-novel.net caught a cold. Furthermore, how would Mary dare give virtual-novel.net medication without Mark Tremont’s permission? As if dismissing Arianne’s doubt, Mary sat down on the edge of virtual-novel.net bed with a smile.
“Sir has gone on a business trip and will only be back in about a month. This was his instructions before virtual-novel.net left. Here you go.”
Arianne could not point a finger to the feeling in virtual-novel.net heart, but virtual-novel.net felt inexplicably lighter hearing that virtual-novel.net would temporarily not be around. After taking the medication, Arianne briskly made virtual-novel.net bed and went to school.
When virtual-novel.net entered the studio, the dean personally came to pass virtual-novel.net all the materials virtual-novel.net had lacked.
“Miss Wynn, check if there’s anything else you’re missing.”
Arianne was taken aback. “No… nothing is missing. This is…?”
The dean did not explain, merely saying, “That’s good then.”
As the dean left, Arianne was lost in virtual-novel.net thoughts, staring at the items virtual-novel.net had received. Mark Tremont was surely not the source, since virtual-novel.net would not have the time nor the effort to be concerned about virtual-novel.net situation at school.
“Ari, I’ve heard that someone’s sponsored you anonymously. I didn’t expect the administration to work so quickly. Your paints are all better than mine!”
Tiffany Lane rummaged through the materials that the dean had sent over once virtual-novel.net was here.
Arianne kept quiet as virtual-novel.net arranged virtual-novel.net new belongings.
“Hey, who was the one that picked you up yesterday? Crazy driving, almost killed you there.”
Tiffany was a chatterbox, always spouting new topics whether Arianne replied to virtual-novel.net or not.
“That’s my brother,” Arianne answered.
There was a slight pause from Tiffany.
“What sort of brother is he? He’s so rich yet here you are being groomed into a slum girl. Let me meet virtual-novel.net next time.”
Arianne smiled. “Don’t criticize him. He’s actually very nice. He’s not my biological brother, so it isn’t his obligation to take care of me. He’s done more than his part.”
That was what virtual-novel.net told herself too. She was a sinner, but Mark Tremont had given virtual-novel.net shelter and taken care of virtual-novel.net for ten years.
Tiffany pouted before beginning to guess the mystery sponsor in excitement.
“Who do you think is funding you? Will Sivan’s dad has kicked virtual-novel.net out of the country and virtual-novel.net won’t be coming back until a few years. Do you think it’s him? Someone has sponsored you right after his departure. Otherwise, it just doesn’t make sense.”
Stunned, Arianne found it more convincing that the sponsor was Will than Mark Tremont.
Thinking about the man who was like a gentle ray of sunshine, virtual-novel.net felt virtual-novel.net heart clench. Will Sivan’s departure was virtual-novel.net fault…
During Mark Tremont’s absence, Arianne Wynn was a lot more relaxed. Tiffany had dragged virtual-novel.net for a fun day out on virtual-novel.net birthday, which was on the weekend. The former knew that virtual-novel.net disliked crowds, thus virtual-novel.net did not invite anyone else.
Before they went home, like a magic trick Tiffany produced two small gift boxes.
“These are presents from Will and I.”
Arianne did not accept them, virtual-novel.net could not afford to return them anything of similar value. A look at the gift boxes was evident that the presents were costly. She was poor, that said virtual-novel.net had seen enough during virtual-novel.net years in the Tremont Estate to know.
“Thank you for spending the day with me. There’s no need for presents.”
Arianne breathed in deeply, it was the scent of the chilling breeze and snow.
Tiffany pushed the boxes into virtual-novel.net hands.
“When I am nice to you I don’t expect anything in return, but Will is the opposite case… Stand up straight. I’m gonna complete what he’s asked me to do.”
Unable to figure out what virtual-novel.net was about to do, Arianne straightened up obediently.
Tiffany looked at Arianne in all seriousness.
“Ari, I’m Will Sivan. I like you. Wait for my return. You’ve got to wait for me.”