A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 8

Arianne’s hand flew up to her neck, wearing a frown. She vaguely remembered that Mark Tremont had kissed her there, he must have left a mark.

Unlike Arianne’s flustered state, Mary was delighted.

“Ari, just be with sir if he really likes you. You’ll have your favorite buttered bread for life and he’s good looking too. I don’t think there’s anything you’d disapprove of, seeming you’ve spent ten years with him after all.”

Arianne shied away from discussing the topic as she cut Mary off. “Mama Mary, I’m gonna be late for class. Bye!”

She fled out of the door as if she was running for her life.

Become Mark Tremont’s other half? If she was bored to death, sure.

When Arianne got to school, Tiffany Lane scooted to her and toyed with her scarf.

“Babe, what unique taste you’ve got there. Why does it feel so 70’s? But Ari always looks the best anyway. You look good, maybe even better if you wore a janitor’s uniform. Especially with your eyes, take a look at them… ah! You’re so captivating…”

Her eyes, Mark Tremont mentioned them last night as well. Arianne shuddered at the thought.

“Stop joking.”

Suddenly, someone’s mobile phone rang. Both Tiffany and Arianne looked at each other.

Tiffany shrugged. “It’s not mine. That’s not my ringtone.”

Arianne perked her ears up, realizing that the ringtone seemed to have come from her bag. Taking off her backpack to check, a newest released model of a certain mobile phone brand was buzzing in a frenzy.

She was quite bewildered. Retrieving the phone, the incoming caller displayed that it was Mark Tremont.

When did he put the phone into her bag? He had even saved his number on it.

Arianne took a glance at Tiffany awkwardly and answered the call.