If that was the case, she had committed a grave mistake. Arianne became extremely conscience-stricken.
Mary slapped her own thigh. “Right, sir hasn’t done anything for his birthday for so many years, I’ve almost forgotten too! Look at this memory of mine, I should’ve reminded Ari earlier!”
Arianne stood up weakly. “Never mind. It’s okay. I’ll go look for him.”
She made it sound casual but inside, she was at a loss. She did not even have the courage to enter the study room.
She made tea and brought it to the study room. Knocking on the door, Mark Tremont’s furious voice came from the inside, “Get lost!”
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