After dropping Arianne off downstairs and making sure that she had entered the elevator, Brian pulled out his phone and made a call, “Sir, I’ve sent Mrs. Tremont back home. Do you want me to drop her off every day? She’d get suspicious, wouldn’t she? Once or twice can be written off as coincidence... She won’t be fooled if it’s any more than that..”
“Figure it out yourself,” Mark’s cold and clear voice echoed through the receiver.
Brian’s mind began bitc*ing incessantly, “I can’t... Sir, how about you just tell her that I’d be taking care of her journeys to and from work? Or... You can give Tiffany a car and ask her to drive Mrs. Tremont home from work?”
He didn’t get a reply from Mark, because he had already ended the call.
At the Tremont Estate, Mark stood in front of the French windows in his bedroom and called Jackson, “Think of a way to give Tiffany a car so that she can drive Arianne to and from work.”
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