A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 215

Nina shrugged. “If I didn’t hear his words earlier and see him going berserk because of you today, I wouldn’t have believed that he likes you. If he doesn’t, I’ll definitely fight for a chance. However, it’s different now. I’ve never liked stealing another person’s partner. You’re quite amazing, being able to turn a gentle and angelic man into a devil. I’ll give you two thumbs up.”

At this moment, Mary suddenly appeared, “Oh, you girls are chatting here! Come, have some fruits.” Since she had heard Nina’s words, it seemed like her prejudice toward Nina had disappeared as well.

Nina could feel the change in Mary’s behavior as well and gracefully accepted the fruits. “Sure, leave them here, Mary.”

Mary put the fruits down and looked at Arianne. “Ari, sir is furious. Why don’t you… Never mind, it’s a waste of breath talking to you. Both you and sir are too stubborn. In this regard, you’re both really similar!”

Arianne lowered her head, keeping quiet, when she was suddenly fed a piece of peach by Nina. Not quite used to being fed, her expression was stiff when she thanked Nina with a smile.

Nina grinned. “Arianne, I was really ugly when I was a little girl. I attended the same kindergarten and elementary school as Mark. I was an ugly duckling, and he was the prince. Can you imagine the difference? He’s someone I’ve adored for many years. You can’t say things like you don’t love him, okay? My heart can’t take it that he isn’t loved…”

There was a brief instant when Arianne caught something glimmering at the corners of Nina’s eyes. It was her tears, bright like a falling star.

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Mark left at night again. This time, Nina did not follow him. No one knew where he went. When it was one in the morning, Arianne was shaken awake by Nina. “Mark isn’t home yet. Aren’t you worried?”

Still drowsy, Arianne told her, “Why are you like Mary? He’s a grown man. He won’t get lost. I can’t control him, it’s futile to look for me…”

She hummed in acknowledgment.

Arianne was about to knock on said man’s office door when she heard him on a call in the room.

“What else do you guys want from me?! Have you asked how I felt when you asked me to take over the newly-acquired trash of Glide back then? Now that I revived it with painstaking effort, you’re asking me to pass it to my second brother? Did the Nathaniels pick me up from the roadside? Am I not your biological son?! I have nothing to say to you anymore. Bye!”

Arianne knocked when the call ended. By then, Eric had already calmed himself down.

“Come in.”