Arianne had little doubt that he orchestrated it: Mark Tremont had sent his own biological uncle to jail, collecting every single dime of that one hundred million dollars back in the process.
She was at a loss as to how to judge this turn of events. Sure, Jude was a trashy piece of sh*t and an affront to human decency, so he deserved the deserts he got. However, the fact that it was Mark, out of anyone else, who became Jude’s ultimate undoing left a strange taste in her mouth. The way he had given away that much money without putting up a fight made the extortion accusation appear less genuine and more like a bait begging for Jude to bite.
“Mr. West, good day. Mr. Tremont is in his study.”
Spurred by Henry’s greeting, Arianne looked up from her spot in the living room couch and caught Jackson entering through the front door. He greeted the girl with a curt nod before hurrying up the stairs.
Arianne found it mind-boggling. Mark had recovered tremendously this month; he could now walk around on his own as he pleased and was more than capable of meeting Jackson downstairs. So why did he ask his guest to go to his study instead?
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