Tiffany glared at Mark. Feeling a gaze on him, Mark looked up just as Arianne quickly pushed Tiffany into the kitchen. “Go help out!”
Suddenly, Jackson’s phone, which was on the living room’s coffee table, rang. Mark picked it up for him, Summer’s loud voice came through the speaker. “You brat, what did you do with $150,000? I didn’t hear about the company needing funds recently, what did you spend it on? You aren’t up to no good, are you?”
Mark pulled the device away from his ear, feeling his eardrums crying a little. “Mrs. West, it’s me, Mark. Jackson’s busy. I know about this. He isn’t spending it unnecessarily, so don’t you worry. He’s not a kid either, and $150,000’s not a lot.”
When Summer heard Mark’s voice, her tone became much gentler. “Oh, it’s you, Mark... Sure, I’m at ease with you watching out for him. Isn’t he with Tiffany now? I’m just worried that he’s out with questionable women again. I can’t keep my rein on him usually. You’re his bro, help me out. You’re already married while he’s still like that. I’m worried. I don’t usually keep an eye on his expenditure.”
After the exchange, Summer hung up in delight. When Mark put down the phone and looked up, he met gazes with Arianne’s gentle one and was surprised. “Why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?”
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