A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 29

Without warning, a woman’s voice faintly sounded from Mark Tremont’s office. “Hmph! You said that you’re not free, yet you aren’t even busy! I saw a bag I like – no, a bag that I love! Buy it for me, okay?”

Arianne Wynn’s breath was caught in her throat, like someone was choking her.

She did not hear if Mark Tremont said anything back.

Soon enough, the woman came out. Upon meeting eyes, Arianne was astonished as it was the same woman whom she saw at the airport.

Her gaze did not linger on the woman’s triumphant face, but her eyes stayed fixated on the high heels the woman wore. Mark Tremont prohibited everyone from disturbing the peace and quiet of this level yet he had allowed this woman here with high heels.

“It’s you again. What business do you have with my dear Mark? I don’t know what past you have with Mark, but I don’t like you and from now on, I will resent you. After we came back from abroad, I see you every time I look for my dear Mark. I hate it.” The woman spoke in a tone that was playful and cute. Even if her words were piercing, the tone in which she spoke enabled others not to feel annoyed by her. It was like she was just joking.

“I’m here to send a document,” Arianne said calmly.

“I don’t care. Mark dear is mine. Other women… can stop dreaming of being my competition.” The woman stored a gold card into her limited edition purse and let out a scoff before she left.

Having waited for more than half an hour, Arianne thought about leaving the document there and making her way out, since the secretary had yet to return. However, when she saw the confidential stamp on the document’s cover, she had second thoughts. She would be unable to bear the responsibility should anything unfortunate happen.

Mark Tremont watched the surveillance clip on the monitor of his office with an icy look. He was going to see how much longer Arianne could wait outside.

Two hours later, he slammed his laptop shut in frustration and made a call. He looked as if he could commit murder.

“Tell her that you’re on leave today and have her send the document to my office.”

Two minutes later, Arianne received an anonymous phone call. She lowered her voice as she answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hello, The Glide Group, yes? I’m Mr. Tremont’s secretary. It’s my day off today. If you have important documents, please send it straight to Mr. Tremont at the CEO’s office.”