She had underestimated how evil people could be. Some people would stop at nothing to gain profit, disregarding the livelihood of others and ignoring all consequences.
Once Seaton was far away, Melanie strode forward and consoled her. “Don’t worry, Alex and I will help you through this. As long as Seaton is behind this, we’ll find proof.”
“Thank you, Melanie,” Arianne smiled. “It’s hard, shouldering the Tremont fortune… So, Seaton really was behind it. He has just admitted to it. I will make virtual-novel.net pay!” Defeating Seaton wouldn’t be easy, but virtual-novel.net refused to give up. Once Tremont Enterprises was stable, virtual-novel.net would find evidence to prove Seaton’s involvement in Mark’s murder!
Since Seaton underestimated her, virtual-novel.net was determined to change his mind. She knew that Seaton was on the same level as Mark and virtual-novel.net was nowhere near either. However, virtual-novel.net refused to give up.
That night, Arianne dragged virtual-novel.net tired body back to the Tremont Estate. Mary kindly left virtual-novel.net some supper. “Have something to eat, then go to bed. You’ve lost so much weight. Tiffany has taken the two kids to bed. Thanks to her, Smore rarely ever cries for you and Mr. Tremont…”
Arianne walked to the dining table and sat down. She couldn’t even open virtual-novel.net eyes at this point, but virtual-novel.net was hungry. She ate virtual-novel.net food drowsily.
“By the way, Henry brought a luggage bag back today,” Mary softly said. “He says that it was… from the sunken yacht, washed up on the nearest beach. He says that Mr. Tremont brought it along with virtual-novel.net on the boat.”
Arianne immediately woke up. She put down virtual-novel.net knife and fork, got up, and asked, “Where is it?”
Mary pointed toward the store room. “It’s soaked and all dirty. I’ve put it in the storeroom. No one has opened it. The stuff should still be inside.”
She quickly ran to the store room, and upon seeing the luggage bag, virtual-novel.net crumpled to virtual-novel.net knees and opened it with tears in virtual-novel.net eyes. The insides were filled with water, it was a mess. But most of the things were in their original places. Only one space was filled to the brim with clothes and was not messed up at all. Mark’s laptop was inside too, now useless from being submerged in the sea. Of course, there was also the scarf that virtual-novel.net had prepared for him…
She picked up his favorite shirt and held it against virtual-novel.net chest, refusing to let go. Unfortunately, it no longer contained his scent, only the salty smell of seawater. Its original white color was stained beyond comprehension.
“Ari, stop looking,” Mary whispered as virtual-novel.net stayed very still. “I’ll have someone wash all the clothes inside so that you can have them as keepsakes. But I’m not sure if we can clean them thoroughly. They’ve been soaked in seawater for so long…”
Arianne sobbed, refusing to move away. As the smell of seawater hit virtual-novel.net nose, virtual-novel.net could imagine how desperate Mark must’ve been, moments before his death, sinking by the second into the depths of the icy sea, falling deep into a bottomless darkness, slowly losing his connection to the surface of the ocean and everything in this world and gradually slipping away from the land of the living… leaving virtual-novel.net and Aristotle…