A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 39

Mark Tremont mocked mercilessly, “Do you want to see her, or do you want how Will Sivan is doing?”

Arianne caught her breath and got up, saying, “I’m done with my meal.”

Mark Tremont looked at her coldly. “Did I say you could leave?”

“Is there anything else?” Arianne looked back at him while standing on the spot.

“Come home punctually after work tomorrow. If you can’t do that, then don’t even go out,” Mark Tremont said and went upstairs, leaving her no room for negotiation.

If it were some other matter, Arianne could forbear it, but she had to see her tomorrow.

Gritting her teeth, she followed after him.

“Mark Tremont! I just want to see Tiffany!”

Mark Tremont’s footsteps halted. “I’ve asked you, however, you opted not to answer me. There are no more chances.”

Like a deflated balloon, Arianne felt incredibly powerless against him. However, she recalled what Mary told her, that she should go along with what he wanted and that a man’s heart could be warmed… She sucked in a deep breath and went after him again.

“I’m sorry. Will you let me go?”

Entering the room, Mark Tremont sat down on the chair before the French window and smoothly retrieved a cigarette. The moment he picked up the lighter, he put everything down again and turned to flip a book. His tone was frustrated.

“Are you begging me?”

“Yes.” Arianne went to stand beside him.

Mark Tremont glimpsed at her. “Who taught you to shout at me, then beg me afterwards?”

Not knowing how to answer, but understanding that she could not remain quiet, Arianne instead explicitly asked, “What do you want me to do so I can go?”

Mark Tremont retorted tauntingly, “What do I want you to do so you won’t anger me?”