She had gone through all sorts of part time jobs and had met all sorts of men. From virtual-novel.net point of view, all men were the same-horny perverts. Mark was no different.
If virtual-novel.net could score Mark Tremont, virtual-novel.net would be set for the rest of virtual-novel.net life. She wouldn’t need to deal with all kinds of men. She could spend as much money as virtual-novel.net wanted and wouldn’t be as stupid as Arianne, going out to work for no reason and acting like some sort of independent woman. That was just asking for trouble.
Mark greenlighting virtual-novel.net return to the company generated a lot of whispers. Naturally, virtual-novel.net felt absolutely complacent. Wasn’t Arianne acting all high and mighty when virtual-novel.net dismissed her? Who knew how virtual-novel.net felt after Mark’s proverbial smack in the face?
As virtual-novel.net pushed the door open, virtual-novel.net unbuttoned two buttons on the front of virtual-novel.net shirt. She believed that virtual-novel.net had the assets, a time-tested value to flaunt in front of every man.
“Mr. Tremont… Is your wife gone?” She walked towards Mark in a sickeningly sweet fashion then struck a pose as virtual-novel.net reached out to Mark
Mark turned to the side and moved away from her. “Do you know why I brought you back here?”
Janice smiled shyly. Was that even a question? Hadn’t virtual-novel.net made it clear at the bar? It was no secret that virtual-novel.net was trying to get close to virtual-novel.net on purpose, so virtual-novel.net didn’t need to pretend any more. Sometimes, being bold enough to take the first step would result in victory. However, women should be aloof when necessary. “I don’t know, Mr. Tremont. Why don’t you tell me?”
He turned to the side and stared at virtual-novel.net contemptuously. “I wanted to see if my wife would be upset over your return.”
Janice’s expression tensed. Was virtual-novel.net nothing more than a footstool in their relationship? She smiled stiffly. “And?”
Mark narrowed his eyes and released a dangerous aura. “She’s my woman, not my b*tch. You’re the b*tch. Leave, right now. or are you waiting for me to announce all of your dirty little deeds?”
Janice went into a daze. She felt like a joke. Countless scenes flashed across virtual-novel.net mind, but virtual-novel.net refused to give up. She decided to risk it. “Mr. Tremont, is this some sort of misunderstanding? Did your wife tell you that I said those words? I did not. She’s just taking a shot at me. I’ve never called virtual-novel.net a b*tch, and I’ve never done anything shady…”
Mark tugged on his tie impatiently. “I know perfectly well if you have. She wouldn’t lie. As for your dirty deeds… You’ve been a sugar baby ever since your college years. Your so-called part time jobs included prostitution. Did you really think that no one would find out, just because you’ve graduated and stopped all of that? You’re too naïve. You would never have set foot in Tremont Enterprises had I ever done a background check on you.”
Janice’s defenses were completely broken down. Her face was ashen, and virtual-novel.net was shaking all over. She couldn’t say a word.
Yes, virtual-novel.net had done all of those things because virtual-novel.net didn’t want to be scorned for virtual-novel.net poverty. She wanted to live a beautiful and extravagant life…