A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 24

Arianne gasped from the pain. Just as she was about to pick herself up, a pristine pair of high quality custom-made leather shoes appeared before her eyes. Mark Tremont’s apathetic voice came from above her head.

“You have two minutes.”

Arianne looked up into his deep orb eyes and carefully probed. “Can you… let them go now?”

She did not catch the disappointment that flashed across the bottom of his eyes. What he wished to hear was not this.

“You’re wasting my time if that’s all you had to say after chasing after my car so recklessly.”

Mark Tremont went back to the car without a pause after speaking. His forceful slam of the car door frightened Brian.

“Cancel my return ticket for next week. I’ll take over the overseas branch myself.”

Brian Pearce was hesitant. “Sir… You won’t be able to come back for at least three years then… Are you sure you want to cancel it?”

“Do what I say!” Mark Tremont’s lips were pressed into a thin line as he closed his eyes and rested against the seat.

Arianne Wynn stood on the spot until the car vanished from her sight. She was still dazed, her heart felt empty. She had a premonition that she had now truly lost everything …

Three years later, in the large meeting room of Tremont’s subsidiary tower of London, the jarring ringing of a mobile phone rang. Causing everyone to hold their breath and peek at the icy man seated at the chief position.

His assistant spoke softly from the side, “Mr. Tremont, it’s a call for you.”

The man’s gaze darkened. “Hang up.”

He was rather displeased with the assistant’s lack of shrewdness as the meeting he was currently in was an important one.

The assistant steeled herself and explained, “It’s madam…”

Madam…