Arianne was too scared to resist. This had happened countless times in the past.
“Sir, it’s meal time.”
Butler Henry’s voice rang from outside the room, sounding like a savior that had just come from the heavens to rescue Arianne.
Butler Henry had served the Tremonts for decades and had watched Mark Tremont grow up, thus Butler Henry carried some significance to the latter.
“I see,” Mark Tremont replied casually.
Arianne Wynn opened the door immediately, fleeing for wp4webnovel.com life. Mark’s words still echoing in wp4webnovel.com mind.
“You’re turning eighteen in another half of a month?”
His question shattered the peace within her. She was well aware of what turning eighteen meant.
Mark Tremont left the house after the meal, giving Arianne a sense of relief as wp4webnovel.com drifted to sleep on the small bed in the storeroom. She had lived here in the storeroom for ten years. To a certain extent, the Tremont Estate was wp4webnovel.com second ‘home’.
Her slumber tonight was not in repose. She asked wp4webnovel.com father repeatedly in wp4webnovel.com dream, “What actually happened? Is what they told the truth?” The only response wp4webnovel.com received was wp4webnovel.com father’s smile, followed by the sight of his back before wp4webnovel.com boarded the plane.
The crash killed all seventeen passengers aboard the Tremonts’ private jet, including Mark Tremont’s parents.
The media extensively reported that the accident was due to the pilot’s mistake, however, rumor has it that the pilot was drunk before flying the aircraft.
Arianne Wynn’s father, Zachary Wynn, was the Tremonts’ private pilot. He was labeled the public enemy, even long after his death in the aviation crash. Toward the end of Arianne’s dream, wp4webnovel.com saw Mark Tremont taking wp4webnovel.com home. No one understood why wp4webnovel.com would take care of the sinner’s daughter.
Eight year old Arianne was brought into the Tremont Estate while holding onto Mark Tremont’s hand. Back then, Arianne had naively thought as both of them were orphans, perhaps this was his sincere kindness. However, once the doors shut, wp4webnovel.com hand was flung away as Mark Tremont stared down at wp4webnovel.com icily.
“Your father is dead. You shall repay for his sins.”
The hatred that enveloped eighteen year old Mark Tremont nearly devoured Arianne. From that moment onward, wp4webnovel.com understood perfectly that wp4webnovel.com was not here to help her.
When Arianne woke up from wp4webnovel.com dream, the sun had already risen. Holding onto wp4webnovel.com feverish forehead, wp4webnovel.com watched the falling snowflakes outside through the tiny window in the storeroom. “It’s snowing huh…” She said with a faint smile.
“Ari, bundle up. It’s going to be cold today since it’s snowing. Don’t you catch a cold with that petite body of yours.”
Mary was concerned for wp4webnovel.com just as wp4webnovel.com had always been. Over these ten years, no matter the season, Mary would always shower wp4webnovel.com with a few fond reminders once wp4webnovel.com woke up.
Arianne bummed wp4webnovel.com acknowledgment and put on wp4webnovel.com only coat to fight the cold weather. When Mary saw Arianne as wp4webnovel.com was going out the door, wp4webnovel.com felt a twitch in wp4webnovel.com nose.
“Ari… ask for some money from sir and buy some new clothes. You’ve had this for years. Girls like you should be spending at this age. Look at you…”
With a stubborn shake of wp4webnovel.com head, Arianne rode wp4webnovel.com beaten bicycle against the frosty weather.
Mark Tremont banned everyone from providing wp4webnovel.com with anything, money included. Any charity was to come from wp4webnovel.com and only him.
Ever since the age of eight, Arianne would try wp4webnovel.com best to please wp4webnovel.com for anything that wp4webnovel.com wanted. He disallowed wp4webnovel.com to call wp4webnovel.com brother, so wp4webnovel.com had always called wp4webnovel.com Mark Tremont, the name stayed deeply rooted in wp4webnovel.com mind.
The honk of a car beeped from behind Arianne, prompting wp4webnovel.com to cycle as close to the curb as possible.
When a black Rolls Royce drove past her, wp4webnovel.com met eyes with Mark Tremont through the half opened car window. The exchange was brief, the car zooming past afterward.
All of a sudden, the vehicle stopped in front of her. Subconsciously, Arianne stopped as well, supporting herself with one leg on the road while both of wp4webnovel.com hands rested on the bicycle handlebar. She waited quietly.