Eric glared at him, pretending not to care as his gaze dulled. “I’m happy being free. They can do whatever they like. You and Mark are both the only sons of your family, so no one is fighting over family assets. What a delight! It’s different for me. Danger lurks everywhere!”
Jackson diverted the topic as virtual-novel.net went over the latest industry news. “There’s some issue over at Mark’s.
There’s an accident with his partnering jewelry manufacturer. Someone embezzled the raw materials, costing nearly fifteen million. It’s a regular factory. I don’t think the manufacturer will be able to survive this. He’s probably done for.”
Eric sniffed and talked through his blocked nose, “It’s only fifteen million. Mark can take it. It’s the little factory that got unlucky.”
Simultaneously, Arianne saw the news. Her heart sank when virtual-novel.net saw the name of the manufacturer, ‘Hoyle-Roy’. That was Tiffany’s family run workshop!
She called said girl in a haste, but an automated machine-voice message told virtual-novel.net that virtual-novel.net mobile phone was turned off. Arianne knew Tiffany well. The latter was well aware that virtual-novel.net would be worried. Not only would virtual-novel.net not ask for virtual-novel.net help, but virtual-novel.net also would not let virtual-novel.net be in contact either.
Just as Arianne contemplated if virtual-novel.net should go find Tiffany Lane, an unknown number dialed in.
“Hello? Is this Arianne? I’m Ethan Connor. Do you have time to meet?”
This was the first time Ethan Connor had come looking for virtual-novel.net and virtual-novel.net was probably Arianne’s sole channel to understand how Tiffany and virtual-novel.net family were doing right now. She quickly replied, “Yes! Where are you?”
“I’m downstairs at your office, in a white Cadillac,” answered Ethan Connor.
Disregarding the need to apply for leave, Arianne rushed downstairs.
Hopping into Ethan Connor’s car, virtual-novel.net asked, “Where’s Tiff? What’s the current situation? I can’t get through to virtual-novel.net on the phone!”
Ethan Connor lit a cigarette. “She doesn’t want to trouble you, so virtual-novel.net refuses to answer your call directly. However, you’re the only one who can help virtual-novel.net now. You probably already know what happened to virtual-novel.net family. They’ve already lost fifteen million, but that’s not including the penalty for breaching the contract and other matters too. They’re nearing bankruptcy. I know that it’s selfish to ask for your help… yet I couldn’t help myself. After all, Mark Tremont is a pivotal person.”
Arianne was caught in between. Even if virtual-novel.net begged Mark Tremont, would virtual-novel.net agree seeing that it was such a large sum of money? The Tremont’s did not lack wealth, but the mistake undoubtedly laid upon the Lanes.
“What should I do?” virtual-novel.net asked.
There was a pause before Ethan Connor spoke, “It’s impossible to ask Mark Tremont to just give such a large sum, but ask to extend the investigation period, buy some time so the police can solve the case. It’s certain that they won’t be able to continue with the partnership… but the penalty for breaching the contract Just try your best.”
Sighing, Arianne replied, “I understand. I’ll discuss it with Mark Tremont. Please take good care of Tiffany…”
“Don’t worry. She’s the only woman I will ever love, the most important person to me. Thank you for agreeing to help. Don’t tell virtual-novel.net that I’ve come looking for you. She forbade me from doing this,” said Ethan with a smile.
Catching the sincerity in his eyes, Arianne suddenly received a good impression of him. Judging by how virtual-novel.net handled the current situation, at least, virtual-novel.net did not seem too bad. As long as virtual-novel.net treated Tiffany well, Arianne thought that virtual-novel.net was a good person.
Arianne Wynn finished work early and went home, taking a few hours to personally make dinner.
She disliked being so obsequious with such blatant intentions, it was shameful, but virtual-novel.net had no other way.
When Mark Tremont was not yet home past seven at night, virtual-novel.net called him, worried that virtual-novel.net would not be home for dinner.
The call was answered shortly. Steeling herself, virtual-novel.net asked, “Are you coming back for dinner?”
On the other end of the line, Mark Tremont took a glance at Aery Kinsey beside virtual-novel.net and answered, “Mmm.”
Hanging up, virtual-novel.net got up and announced, “I have something on. Have dinner on your own.”
Aery Kinsey put down virtual-novel.net cutlery, the prime steak in virtual-novel.net plate suddenly lost its attraction. “Mark, this was to make up for last time. Why are you leaving again? Was it my sister who called?”