A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 3
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Two minutes later, Mark Tremont’s car drove away. Arianne released a breath that she was unaware of holding, wondering what he was doing when the car was stationary.
“Sir… It’s snowing. Are you really not letting miss in the car? Should we wait a bit more? Or shall I call her?” The driver, Brian Pearce, was rather worried.
“Busybody...” Mark Tremont looked at the delicate silhouette from the rearview mirror, feeling inexplicably annoyed. He waited for two minutes and had given her the chance.
When Arianne arrived at school, Tiffany Lane was baffled by her soaked state.
“What do you think you’re doing? Did you cycle here in the snow? Are you crazy? Come on, breakfast is still warm. Eat up quickly!”
Arianne accepted the milk and bun that Tiffany passed her with a smile, a dash of red appeared from her cracked lips.
Tiffany sucked in a deep breath. “Do your parents not care about you? They don’t worry about your meals or clothes and aren’t concerned about you attending art school. Did they pick you up from the streets?”
“My… mother remarried when I was very young and my father passed away ten years ago. It’s not their fault…” Arianne replied as she took off her soaked coat and sipped the warm milk. The indifferent tone in her voice, along with her actions was a pang to one’s heart.
Tiffany then fondly rubbed Arianne’s wet hair.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? We’ve known each other since high school and yet, you never told me anything before you finally spoke up today. It’s absurd how your mother could bear abandoning a pretty little girl like you… Who are you living with now then?”
Who are you living with?
Arianne did not answer immediately as she thought about how she should refer to Mark Tremont. Her elder brother?
“My elder brother.” That was all she could say.
Tiffany Lane was quite perplexed.
“Your elder brother? Your biological brother? Even if he’s only your cousin, he shouldn’t let you live so pitifully. Have you bought the paint the tutor asked us to buy?”
Arianne shook her head. “I won’t be able to buy it for the time being but I’ll think of something.”
Three years ago, she was guileless but not gullible. That was her first time rejecting Mark Tremont.
His icy tone spread from his lips.
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