A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 56

Before she could find her footing, Mark said, “Take those horrible sketches back and tell Eric Nathaniel to draw new ones for me.”

The corners of her mouth twitched. He was certainly quick in changing his expressions…

“Are they really… that bad?” she asked, suspicious.

He glanced at her. “What, do you think I have the spare time to make things difficult for you on purpose?”

“The new year holidays are in three days,” she said, mildly dejected, “We won’t be able to finish this in time, even if the entire department works through the night…”

“That’s your problem,” Mark replied, unfazed.

She didn’t have the nerve to object. He had promised to be magnanimous to the Lane family, this had already made her feel as if the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated and the sun was shining brightly again. Why would she have the guts to oppose him? “Then… I’ll be on my way. Don’t be angry. Come home when you’re supposed to. I’ll be doing overtime at the office over the next few days, so you’ll be asleep by the time I get home. You won’t even see me. Out of sight, out of mind.”

He frowned. Realizing that that the situation was taking a bad turn, Arianne snatched up the sketches and scurried off with her head down.

Upon her return to Glide Design, she put the sketches on Eric’s desk. “Mark Tremont says that these sketches are rubbish and has asked us to re-do them.”

Eric, who was in the middle of drinking a glass of water, spat all over his computer. His face turned green from heartache. He quickly grabbed a tissue and wiped it dry. “What’s he playing at? These sketches are rubbish?! He must have been so mad at you that he didn’t bother to look through them seriously, that has to be it. My dear, how many days has it been since he came home? Don’t you have any plans? Just like the saying goes, a fire in the city gates is also a calamity for the fish in the moat. We have to be careful in our actions so that we don’t affect the whole team. I’m innocent!”

Arianne had her suspicions, but it seemed that it was not the case. “I’ve asked him. He said he has no time to pick on me. The problem lies in these sketches…”