After some deliberation, Tiffany carefully asked, “How about... I ask Mark to take care of this? I understand that it’s inappropriate for me to interfere in your matters, but you’ve been doing battles with an artist’s pencil for your entire life, dad. You’re no match for this woman. At this point, getting back at her would be the most crucial thing to do in regaining your reputation.”
Jackson could have solved this too, but he would never help Atticus. Father and son were now mortal enemies.
Atticus was hesitant. Summer made the decision first, “Then... Please ask Mark for help, Tiffie. I can’t manage this situation either. The Wests are now in the eye of the storm. I’m afraid that we’ll never be able to squash this scandal without the Tremonts. I’m thoroughly humiliated too."
"I’ve been upright and disciplined all of my life, yet I’ve ended up falling head first in my old age, and in the hands of a woman much younger than I am. I’m going to give her a slap in the face if I ever see her!”
Tiffany found it strange and awkward to ask Mark on her own. As the saying goes, don’t air your dirty laundry in public, but now, they had no choice, “It’s fine... I’ll go right now. Besides, Arianne and I aren’t just best friends, but Mark and Jackson are like brothers too. Mark will definitely help us. Please don’t quarrel. Father isn’t in the wrong here, it’s that disgusting Bernadette. I’m going right now.”
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