Aery’s heart sank. She rarely saw Mark looking this serious and terrifying.
She just couldn’t understand why Arienne wouldn’t leave Mark even though she didn’t love him. Nor could she understand why Mark didn’t want to give them his blessings even though he didn’t seem to care about her. Was this all because of his pride as a man? If this continued, she would forever be Mark’s secret lover. She, more than anything, wished to be Mrs. Tremont. Arianne got this so effortlessly, yet she didn’t value it at all. Aery couldn’t help but be incensed at the thought of it.
While Mark was working in the study room, Aery strutted into his room to take a shower. She then picked out one of Arianne’s silk pajamas and put them on. Looking as though she was the mistress of the house, she walked into the living room and haughtily commanded Butler Henry, “Go get the guest room ready.”
Butler Henry remained standing still and directed his gaze to Arianne.
Arianne was nonchalantly reading a magazine on the sofa. “Go ahead, Uncle Henry.”
Only then did Butler Henry instruct the servants to prepare the room. Aery shot a glare at Butler Henry. “Even a dog knows how to read its mistress’ mood after being fed for so long. It’s too bad that he’s not smart enough. No one knows for sure yet who will be mistress here in the future.”
Arianne frowned at her. “Aery, please mind your language.”
“Did I say something wrong?” Aery retorted angrily. “What can you do about it? Mark dear chose to bring me home on New Year’s Eve. Haven’t you realized yet that the guest room is for you?”
Arienne slightly tightened her grip, causing the magazine in her hands to wrinkle up a little. “Sure. I don’t have any objection if you want to spend the night here with Mark. But please restrain yourself a little before you become the mistress here. Let me warn you that Mark dislikes people who show off, especially those that flaunt their status.”
Aery was triggered. “I know Mark dear more than you! Don’t go thinking that you understand him enough just because you stayed with him longer. You are nothing but the daughter of a sinner. Your father killed his parents. He’s only keeping you by his side to torment you.”
Arianne didn’t say anything. It felt unpleasant to be jabbed where it hurt most, but she didn’t want to show any emotions to an outsider.
Aery turned around and went upstairs smugly after turning the tables on Arianne. Not long after she went inside Mark’s room, Arianne heard the sounds of glass shattering.
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