Arianne caught Henry passing by and stopped him. “Henry, do you have some free time? There’s something I want to ask you about.”
Henry stepped forward. “Yes. What would you like to talk about?”
Arianne gestured toward a chair. Henry hesitated, then took the one next to her.
She shot wary glances at the stairs instinctively, worried that Mark would appear in any minute. “Henry, his aunt invited me to her place for a chat earlier today. She told me that she not only knew about the plane crash, but she was also the one who helped push the plan into motion,” Arianne said. “You’ve already seen what it's like between her and me, she’s got a lot of bones to pick with me. Now that I know about her participation, I don’t want Mark to care for her ever again. I also don’t want her to see Smore at all. Tell me, is my retaliation overt?”
The butler was an even-keeled man who never spoke before thinking. He mulled her words over for a while before giving his verdict. “No, not at all. She's merely an extension to this family, a relative. But you’re his wife. You’re his family. No matter what you do, it is within your jurisdiction. Furthermore, the rest of the retinue and I know how much you’ve tried to be cordial with Mrs. Leigh. We are very aware of your character and the way you treat others. However, there is a caveat: I must caution you against applying too much aggression when you’re dealing with Mr. Tremont. Be mindful of his temper and feelings. After all, she is his aunt.”
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