Mary shuffled forward, took out his shoes and put them down neatly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that Mrs. Tremont eats once virtual-novel.net wakes up.”
Mark did not deign to reply, pursing his lips instead.
As his car drove away from the Tremont Estate, Arianne woke up sheepishly. She pulled out virtual-novel.net phone and checked the time. “Mary… Why didn’t you wake me?” virtual-novel.net grumbled.
“Mr. Tremont told me not to,” Mary replied, stepping forward with a smile. “He wanted you to rest more. You’ve been exhausting yourself over the past few days. I’ve warmed up your meal and brought it over. You must eat before going back to sleep, no matter how tired you are. By the way, Mr. Tremont just left.”
“Mmmh,” Arianne replied, still in a blur. She got up and sat at the dining table before noticing that Mark had left his phone behind. She had not intended on concerning herself with it, but it rang. Furthermore, the screen indicated that Aery Kinsey was on the other end…
Mary looked at virtual-novel.net and said, “Answer it for him, Mrs. Tremont.”
“Forget it,” Arianne said, shaking virtual-novel.net head, “He’ll soon realize that he’s left his phone at home and will come back to get it.”
Mary sighed, as if virtual-novel.net thought Arianne lacked determination. Suddenly, virtual-novel.net picked it up and answered the call, “Hello? May I ask who this is?”
“Who are you?” Aery replied rudely from the other end.
“Why do you have my darling Mark’s phone?”
Arianne motioned for Mary to hang up the phone, virtual-novel.net ignored her. “I’m the housekeeper of the Tremont Estate. Mr. Tremont is in the shower with Mrs. Tremont. You may speak to virtual-novel.net when virtual-novel.net comes out.”
Arianne widened virtual-novel.net eyes. The context in this message was a little overwhelming, virtual-novel.net momentarily lost the ability to process it all. Aery was in a similar predicament. “What did you say? They… They’re… in the shower, together? How is that possible? Mark clearly told me that virtual-novel.net was on his way!”
“Fine, don’t believe me,” Mary replied irritably. Then, virtual-novel.net ended the call.
Arianne felt guilty. “Mary… I understand that you’re outraged on my behalf, but… Mark will be angry if virtual-novel.net finds out about this…”
“I don’t care,” Mary pouted. “I’ve served the Tremonts for most of my life. I wouldn’t mind retiring now. You, however… My biggest concern is whether you can get along with Mr. Tremont. You should do something about these fawning women. Those women will always have their sights on a man like Mr. Tremont!”
Ariane fell silent. She had no way of dealing with Mark’s other women. She couldn’t anyway.
Mark returned soon after.
Arianne handed his phone to him. “Aery Kinsey called. I answered it for you.”
Mark looked at her, took the phone, then turned and left “Don’t ever touch my phone again,” was all virtual-novel.net said.
Loneliness flashed across virtual-novel.net eyes, but virtual-novel.net gaze returned to calm soon after.
At around ten at night, virtual-novel.net had just entered the deep sleep stage when virtual-novel.net phone rang, it was a call from Ethan.
She quickly answered, afraid that something had happened to Tiffany again. “Hello?”
“Arianne, I need your help,” Ethan replied in an even tone. “Do you have time for a chat?”
It didn’t seem like it was anything serious. She checked the clock and said, “Whatever it is, it’s late. We can talk tomorrow. I was actually asleep.”
Ethan hesitated, then said, “I want to ask Tiffie to marry me, and I need your help. The case against virtual-novel.net family hasn’t been resolved and she’s been frowning every day. I don’t want to see virtual-novel.net like this, so I thought I’d propose to virtual-novel.net earlier than I’d planned. Just in case virtual-novel.net starts making wild assumptions. I’m kind of worried… and I don’t have time tomorrow, as I’ve promised to go out with her.”
Arianne no longer objected when virtual-novel.net heard that it was about Tiffany. “Where are you? I can’t get a cab here. I might be late…”