Jean was still burning with rage. “Fine. Divorce, it is!”
***
A week after Tiffany’s incident, Mark finally came back to the Tremont Estate. He had returned on a weekend morning.
Arianne had just woken up and was having breakfast in the dining hall. She hadn’t seen him for only a week, but he seemed to be a lot more haggard. Although he was still in his suit and kempt hair, the stubble on his chin added some sense of jadedness to him compared to before, brewing a different taste of maturity.
Arianne had never asked about his work, having long gotten used to turning a blind eye. She had not planned to ask him now, but Mary gave her a nudge from behind, almost causing her to choke. She understood what the woman meant. Mark was already at the staircase when she collected herself and asked, “Is the company doing alright? Why are you only back now after so long?”
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