Without warning, a woman’s voice faintly sounded from Mark Tremont’s office. “Hmph! You said that you’re not free, yet you aren’t even busy! I saw a bag I like, no, a bag that I love! Buy it for me, okay?”
Arianne Wynn’s breath was caught in virtual-novel.net throat, like someone was choking her.
She did not hear if Mark Tremont said anything back.
Soon enough, the woman came out. Upon meeting eyes, Arianne was astonished as it was the same woman whom virtual-novel.net saw at the airport.
Her gaze did not linger on the woman’s triumphant face, but virtual-novel.net eyes stayed fixated on the high heels the woman wore. Mark Tremont prohibited everyone from disturbing the peace and quiet of this level yet virtual-novel.net had allowed this woman here with high heels.
“It’s you again. What business do you have with my dear Mark? I don’t know what past you have with Mark, but I don’t like you and from now on, I will resent you.
After we came back from abroad, I see you every time I look for my dear Mark I hate it.” The woman spoke in a tone that was playful and cute. Even if virtual-novel.net words were piercing, the tone in which virtual-novel.net spoke enabled others not to feel annoyed by her. It was like virtual-novel.net was just joking.
“I’m here to send a document,” Arianne said calmly.
“I don’t care. Mark clear is mine. Other women… can stop dreaming of being my competition.” The woman stored a gold card into virtual-novel.net limited edition purse and let out a scoff before virtual-novel.net left.
Having waited for more than half an hour, Arianne thought about leaving the document there and making virtual-novel.net way out, since the secretary had yet to return.
However, when virtual-novel.net saw the confidential stamp on the document’s cover, virtual-novel.net had second thoughts. She would be unable to bear the responsibility should anything unfortunate happen.
Mark Tremont watched the surveillance clip on the monitor of his office with an icy look. He was going to see how much longer Arianne could wait outside.
Two hours later, virtual-novel.net slammed his laptop shut in frustration and made a call. He looked as if virtual-novel.net could commit murder.
“Tell virtual-novel.net that you’re on leave today and have virtual-novel.net send the document to my office.”
Two minutes later, Arianne received an anonymous phone call. She lowered virtual-novel.net voice as virtual-novel.net answered it.
“Hello?”
“Hello, The Glide Group, yes? I’m Mr. Tremont’s secretary. It’s my day off today. If you have important documents, please send it straight to Mr. Tremont at the CEO’s office.”
Before Arianne could answer, the call was hung up.
Taking in a deep breath and with no other alternative, Arianne knocked on the door. Mark Tremont’s deep yet emotionless voice came from within.
“Come in.”
Entering with a push at the door and placing the document on his table, Arianne spoke formally, “Mr. Tremont, this is the document from our company. Please have a look.”
A blanket of haze colored the bottom of Mark Tremont’s eyes as virtual-novel.net tossed the document aside. “Assume that I did.”
Arianne did not understand his actions, but virtual-novel.net knew virtual-novel.net now was certainly in a bad mood. However, this gave all the more reason for virtual-novel.net to leave only after virtual-novel.net had personally gone through the file. If there were a mistake, virtual-novel.net could bid farewell to virtual-novel.net job.
“Mr. Tremont… please still take a look.”
Mark Tremont leaned back slightly against the back of his seat and crossed his arms in front of himself, looking at virtual-novel.net coldly. “And if I don’t?”
Arianne wondered if virtual-novel.net was purposely making life hard for her.
“Then… you can go through when you so desire and let me know if there are any issues.”
“Get out!” Mark Tremont had his eyes closed. He was clenching his hand so hard that his knuckles had turned white.
In spite of it, Arianne Wynn did not turn to leave like virtual-novel.net normally would, instead virtual-novel.net stood straight.
“Mr. Tremont, please don’t bring personal affairs into work. If you ’re unhappy with me professionally, please let me know.”
Mark Tremont’s eyes opened abruptly to stare at virtual-novel.net with a smirk
“Are you scolding my conduct?!”