Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1600

As soon as Mark ended the call, Shelly asked casually, “Was that Arianne? What’s the matter?”

He helped her into the car. “It was nothing. Listen, I’m going to send you home, and then I have to leave for somewhere else. I have things to attend to.”

Shelly’s lips thinned in silence. She had heard him carefully enough—it had something to do with the company’s finances. More importantly, Mark displayed a dangerous amount of faith in Arianne, effectively making her the Treasury Secretary of the company.

It broke open a spring of ire. The way Shelly saw it, Arianne was just a random orphan girl who was lucky enough to be raised by Mark. The only trait of worth this girl had was a degree of physical attractiveness enough to bewitch poor, hapless Mark… and nothing else! How could so much power over Tremont Enterprise even fall into the hands of a vixen like that?

They reached Shelly’s condominium, and almost instantly after Mark left, Shelly sat on the couch and called Arianne.

“Hello, Arianne. Got time? There’s something I would love to speak to you about. Is that fine?” she began.

Arianne did not spring into any agreement right away. Shelly calling her out of her own accord ticked off so many alarms in her mind that she had to consider whatever the woman said very carefully. Instead of agreeing, she asked gingerly, “Is Mark with you there? He’s left, hasn’t he?”

Shelly was forthcoming in her answer. “Oh yes, he’s gone, alright. I wouldn’t have called you otherwise, would I? Because, you see, I want to meet you… alone. I know, you are itching to know what happened after Mark found me. I didn’t want to divulge in the past, but now, I am ready to chat a bit. Mark doesn’t want to talk about it at all, does he? And yet you hunger for the reveal. If I continue to keep it a secret from you, I’m afraid the mystery might drive you crazy, won’t it?”

Shelly cast a very, very seductive bait. Yes, Arianne hungered to know what in the world happened after Mark found Shelly. Most crucially, she wanted to understand why Mark started to behave so erratically since then.

“She was sobbing in despair, frightful that when she passed, that other slut and her bastard son would succeed her position as wife in the Tremont family. Mark’s role as the heir would be jeopardized. She asked me: what should I do? And then I told her… I told her that if she was going to die either way, then she should take every threat in life to the grave with her. ‘Make them your funerary companions,’ I said. That’s right, the plane crash was my idea. My sister and I planned it together. I pushed her, or she wouldn’t have dared to see through it otherwise.”

For a split second, Arianne felt her breath bated from her. She spun on her heels stiffly, her back now facing Shelly. “So? You’re telling me this… why? What’s your point?”

The light in Shelly’s eyes flickered. She had not expected Arianne’s reaction to be so muted.

“Hmm, why, aren’t you mad about this? Your beloved father died an agonizing death and left nothing behind—except, of course, a seed of resentment planted in your heart. You were only a feckless eight-year-old. As an orphan, you needed someone to care for you… and then Mark came along and saved you. Raised you. You must be proud and giddy to have married into a prestigious family of eminent social standing through that, I bet.”