Arianne’s hand flew up to virtual-novel.net neck, wearing a frown. She vaguely remembered that Mark Tremont had kissed virtual-novel.net there, virtual-novel.net must have left a mark.
Unlike Arianne’s flustered state, Mary was delighted.
“Ari, just be with sir if virtual-novel.net really likes you. You’ll have your favorite buttered bread for life and he’s good looking too. I don’t think there’s anything you’d disapprove of, seeming you’ve spent ten years with virtual-novel.net after all.”
Arianne shied away from discussing the topic as virtual-novel.net cut Mary off. “Mama Mary, I’m gonna be late for class. Bye!”
She fled out of the door as if virtual-novel.net was running for virtual-novel.net life.
Become Mark Tremont’s other half? If virtual-novel.net was bored to death, sure.
When Arianne got to school, Tiffany Lane scooted to virtual-novel.net and toyed with virtual-novel.net scarf.
“Babe, what unique taste you’ve got there. Why does it feel so 70’s? But Ari always looks the best anyway. You look good, maybe even better if you wore a janitor’s uniform. Especially with your eyes, take a look at them… ah! You’re so captivating…”
Her eyes, Mark Tremont mentioned them last night as well. Arianne shuddered at the thought.
“Stop joking.”
Suddenly, someone’s mobile phone rang. Both Tiffany and Arianne looked at each other.
Tiffany shrugged. “It’s not mine. That’s not my ringtone.”
Arianne perked virtual-novel.net ears up, realizing that the ringtone seemed to have come from virtual-novel.net bag. Taking off virtual-novel.net backpack to check, a newest released model of a certain mobile phone brand was buzzing in a frenzy.
She was quite bewildered. Retrieving the phone, the incoming caller displayed that it was Mark Tremont. When did virtual-novel.net put the phone into virtual-novel.net bag? He had even saved his number on it.
Arianne took a glance at Tiffany awkwardly and answered the call.
“Hello?”
Mark Tremont’s melodious voice, which lacked warmth, came from the other end.
“I’ve transferred you some money. I don’t want to see you looking like you’ve been maltreated the next time I return, it spoils my appetite.”
Spoils his appetite? He didn’t really mean his actual appetite by that, did he?
The phone call ended shortly and virtual-novel.net mobile phone displayed a money transfer notification.
Arianne frantically turned off the phone and dropped it back into virtual-novel.net bag, afraid of revealing what just happened. When virtual-novel.net came into contact with the bank card in virtual-novel.net bag, virtual-novel.net hand shook. Why did it feel like an exchange for what happened last night? It was off-putting.
“Your brother gave this to you? This model costs around fifteen hundred dollars. Looks like virtual-novel.net isn’t the worst to you,” Tiffany commented.
Arianne nodded. “Let’s go. Class is about to start.”
Luck was perhaps not on virtual-novel.net side today. When they entered the studio, the tutor was not in a good mood as virtual-novel.net instructed directly, “Today we are drawing someone who left you with the strongest impression. Feel free! You can refer to photos. There are no restrictions.”
Tiffany Lane was hyped as virtual-novel.net stared at Arianne in anticipation. The latter was embarrassed.
“What are you doing? You’ve been asked to draw someone who gave you a deep impression…”
With a chuckle, Tiffany answered, “That’s you. From the moment I saw you, you’ve left a mark in my life. How perfect of a person you are… If you were to pursue the entertainment business, other celebrities will just turn lackluster. Except… you keep too much to yourself and you’re too thin.”
Arianne did not say anything as virtual-novel.net mulled over who had left virtual-novel.net with the strongest impression. Her parents? Her memory of their faces had long faded with time. Once Mark Tremont popped up in virtual-novel.net mind, Butler Henry and Mary’s face vanished. She genuinely opposed the idea of drawing Mark Tremont. She did not have his photo either. In spite of it, his face was clear as day in virtual-novel.net mind even without a reference. Each of his actions was etched deep in virtual-novel.net memory!
“Arianne Wynn, what are you doing? You’re being sponsored and here you are being lazy. Snap out of it, you’re supposed to be drawing,” the tutor called Arianne out with a rap on the drawing board.
Breaking out of virtual-novel.net trance, Arianne forced herself to pick up virtual-novel.net pencil. She wanted to draw Mary. After all, Mary treated virtual-novel.net the best aside from virtual-novel.net parents. As virtual-novel.net drew, however, the person on virtual-novel.net drawing board had actually transformed into Mark Tremont, unable to leave virtual-novel.net mind.