The baby had to be left in Mary’s care once the group reached the hotel, as Arianne and Mark were needed to walk around and greet their guests.
Arianne’s recovery from pregnancy was quite stunning. Today, she wore a gorgeous white dress adorned with a few artistic splashes of black, it was body-hugging enough to display every perk and curve of her contour. Were Mary, holding her baby, not been tailing Arianne in every step, no one would have suspected that she had just recently given birth.
Most of the guests were magnates and personnel from various businesses, and none were familiar to Arianne. Either way, she understood the implicative looks nestled in the eyes that followed her.
Mark’s wedding with Arianne had boasted no spectacular pomp. Even though the marriage was publicized, people still could not help but wonder why the wife of the famous Mr. Tremont would have so little attention and pomp. Now that the baby was born, however, suddenly, the family threw a pompous party in the baby’s honor.
Arianne couldn't care less about what they thought. With her arm hooked around Mark’s, they toured the venue, her with a practiced grin plastered on her face. When her duty was done, she was quick to run to her friends.
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