Arianne Wynn was immediately awakened.
It had only been two hours since Mark Tremont left, yet virtual-novel.net was already drunk?
“Uh… okay. Please hold on, I’m coming now!” As virtual-novel.net spoke, virtual-novel.net was already off the bed and putting on clothes.
When virtual-novel.net arrived at the bar with Butler Henry, Eric Nathaniel and Jackson West were just coming out as they propped Mark Tremont up. Arianne pulled on virtual-novel.net coat and approached them.
“Sorry for the trouble.”
Eric smiled. “No problem, we’ve known each other for more than ten years now. You… work at Glide Design, right?”
Arianne did not know why Eric Nathaniel had suddenly asked virtual-novel.net this but virtual-novel.net nodded.
“Yes…”
To which, Eric said nothing else and helped virtual-novel.net get Mark Tremont into the car.
On their way back, Butler Henry reminded Arianne, “Madam, watch if sir wants to throw up since he’s drunk so much. If virtual-novel.net does throw up in the car, virtual-novel.net most likely won’t want this car anymore.”
Arianne hummed virtual-novel.net agreement, knowing that Butler Henry was right. Mark Tremont would really do something like that.
He was thoroughly inebriated this time, not waking up even when they had gotten home. Laying virtual-novel.net onto the bed, Arianne also plopped herself down in much fatigue.
When Arianne woke up from the alarm the next morning, virtual-novel.net first reaction was to turn it off lest it woke Mark Tremont up.
Once virtual-novel.net moved, however, virtual-novel.net realized that virtual-novel.net was trapped in his hug.
The alarm was still blaring.
Arianne carefully twisted around to break free of Mark Tremont’s embrace. Then suddenly an arm brushed past virtual-novel.net face to switch the alarm off, before it swiftly returned to holding her.
With a nervous jolt, Arianne thought to herself that perhaps virtual-novel.net was already awake.
When virtual-novel.net made no movement again for some time, Arianne moved once more. Mark Tremont suddenly spoke, “Don’t move…”
Frozen, Arianne stuttered, “I… I’m going to be late for work…”
Perhaps virtual-novel.net was not yet awake, virtual-novel.net snuggled at virtual-novel.net neck before flopping over and continued sleeping.
Arianne’s hand flew to virtual-novel.net neck in shock, virtual-novel.net palm felt his lingering warmth. Was this tame big cat really Mark Tremont?!
Wearing dark eye circles to the office, Arianne looked rather haggard. Having worked overtime, virtual-novel.net had inadequate rest, furthermore, last night’s events added to virtual-novel.net sleep deprivation.
Since there were no assignments to complete this morning, virtual-novel.net bent over on virtual-novel.net table to sneak in a nap.
Blearily, someone knocked on virtual-novel.net desk. Looking up, Simon Donn’s repulsive face came into view.
“The new boss is coming today. Go home and sleep if you want! Don’t affect the others in the company!”
Arianne forced herself to straighten up and looked a little brighter, despite virtual-novel.net eyelids feeling like they weighed a ton.
Glide Design was acquired, that much virtual-novel.net knew. She was only an employee, so virtual-novel.net did not care for who the new boss was.
Thinking that the new boss would make an extravagant appearance, nothing occurred the whole morning.
When lunchtime was approaching, Simon came knocking at virtual-novel.net desk again.
“Mr. Nathaniel is looking for you.”
Picking herself up to go to the CEO office, Arianne realized that Simon was behind virtual-novel.net too. She felt overflowing with aversion when virtual-novel.net saw his toadying look.
Simon Donn knocked on the door before virtual-novel.net and a voice that sounded familiar came from the room.
“Come in…”