Arianne’s phone rang out of the blue. Escaping his grip, she picked up the device on the bed and saw that Tiffany’s name was blinking as the caller ID. It was necessary to pick up the call, and Arianne, without a doubt, thought that Mark would stop until she was done with the call.
Without worrying, she connected the call. The moment Tiffany’s voice was heard, Mark gave her neck a soft bite. Arianne froze before turning to jelly and could only talk through a tough front, “Tiffie... It’s not a good time to talk now. I’ll call you later.”
Perplexed, Tiffany asked, “What’s wrong, Ari? Why would it be inconvenient right now? I have something serious to tell you. It’s Mr.— ” Arianne hung up directly before Tiffany could finish her words.
Her heartbeat pumped incredibly fast. Tiffany had nearly said “Mr. Sloane”. Before she found out the truth, she must not let Mark know about it. He was so close to her right now, he could hear Tiffany...
Fortunately, Mark was drunk and did not question it. His full concentration was on Arianne. He grabbed her phone and tossed it away, uncaring of where he had flung the gadget to.
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