It took Shelly a long time to finally calm down, but immediately she perused the landline to call Saoirse.
Again, she switched into her alter ego, a soft-spoken, kindly older woman who was just the most pleasant person to be around. “Good evening, Saoirse! Had your dinner?”
The young woman on the other side was just as courtly as Shelly was. “Good evening! I’m afraid I haven’t. What about you, Mrs. Leigh? Is there anything I can help you with?”
Shelly paused for a moment before cutting to the chase. “As a matter of fact, I do. It’s about your budding relationship with Mark,” she began. “Arianne Wynn has made up yet another excuse to take Mark away for herself again. She even incited him to rebel against me! See, Arianne keeps getting Mark to do her bidding because she’s using their son as her ultimate leverage. This is despite the truth that Mark hasn’t felt any sense of affection for Arianne for a long time already! This whole situation... God, I worry that she’s gonna use more underhanded wiles to trick Mark into marrying her again. Knowing how soft Mark’s heart is to anyone he has struck a relationship with before, as well as the depth of his love toward his son, Smore, I can’t help... I can’t help but be concerned about where this is going..."
“Sigh. It’s deeply troubling, Saoirse dear. Arianne’s still an employee of the Tremont Enterprise, and so every now and then, she could concoct some brand-new plot to toy with Mark out of God-knows-what agenda. I just... I’m so, so worn out by it...”
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