BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 51
A photo fell from a book unexpectedly. Curious, Arianne picked it up. It was the day she moved into the Tremont Estate when she was eight years old. She was holding Mark Tremont's hand.
Having seen the photo in the newspaper, she had never seen an individual photograph as such. Why did Mark Tremont have it? Had he... intentionally kept it?
Arianne denied this belief promptly. He had probably kept it without much thought at the time and had already forgotten where he placed it. The book that held the photo was an old one and not of his preferred genre. He must not have flipped through it for many years.
It was another sleepless night.
Mark Tremont headed for the Nightlight bar after leaving the estate. Jackson West and Eric Nathaniel arrived soon after and asked for several bargirls to boost the mood.
Expensive liquors were spread out on their booth table. Jackson West was the most familiar with places like this, as among the three of them he was the prime example of a rich family's profligate child. He was a regular here, so the bargirls were inclined to cling to him. He did not mind them at all, welcoming them without protest.
Eric Nathaniel was not doing well and opted for juice instead of alcohol. "I can't. My stomach doesn't allow me to. Have fun drinking, I'll sit out."
Jackson teased him mercilessly, "You have such a fancy man's stomach!"
"I don't lack money, I don't care for sponging off women!" Eric rolled his eyes at him.
Seeing that he was not in the mood, Jackson said half-jokingly, "Mark, did you fight with your little wifey again? You need to be sweet with your words and spoil them women, why can't you understand? It's your birthday today, what's her issue with you? What's up with the two of you?"
Mark Tremont said nothing as he picked up his phone to make a call.
Half an hour later, Aery Kinsey who dressed invitingly arrived at the bar and promptly sat herself beside Mark Tremont, leaning against the side of his arm. "My darling Mark, I thought that you wouldn't be looking for me anymore today..."
"Drink with me." Mark Tremont pulled her into his embrace.
Both Eric Nathaniel and Jackson West stayed quiet in tacit understanding, no longer mentioning Arianne.
Sometime later when Mark Tremont began to look tipsy, Aery Kinsey went to the washroom and made a call. "Mom, I'm at the bar with Mark. I might not go home tonight..."
She blushed when she spoke, filled with confidence, looking at her reflection was alluring and adorable. She would have a chance as long as he was drunk...
Helen Cameran was quiet for a few seconds before she replied, "Bear Mark Tremont's child as soon as possible. This is the only way to help Kinseys."
Aery Kinsey pursed her lips. "Mom, know I'm your favorite. I'm your only true daughter. That Arianne Wynn is
than a bastard! Don't worry, I'll
Wfinitely become Mrs. Tremont!"
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Helen Cameran's tone became distant as she refused to continue chatting. "I'm tired. Good night." She hung up right after that.
Aery Kinsey was disgruntled having never seen Helen Cameran act so distant to her, but once she
remembered that Mark Tremontet
was still waiting for her, she touched up her makeup and went back to the booth. Content belongs to
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Jackson West was amazing in livening up the atmosphere. Right after he took the microphone and shouted "Mr. Tremont here is footing the bill tonight!", the whole
place erupted in cheers. Content
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Everyone knew that it was Mark Tremont's birthday today, though they were not whom he cared for...
He was well aware that the gift that Henry had produced was not prepared by Arianne at all. He just found it to be a waste of his effort to expose her.
Mark Tremont's glum was a contrast against the bar's vibrant scene. Midnight had passed but he did not show any sign of leaving despite being nearly blind drunk.
Anxious, Aery Kinsey wrapped her arms around his waist and spoke seductively into his ears, “Mark, dear... let's get some rest? You've drunk too much..."