Arianne was too scared to resist. This had happened countless times in the past.
“Sir, it’s meal time.”
Butler Henry’s voice rang from outside the room, sounding like a savior that had just come from the heavens to rescue Arianne.
Butler Henry had served the Tremonts for decades and had watched Mark Tremont grow up, thus Butler Henry carried some significance to the latter.
“I see,” Mark Tremont replied casually.
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