Chapter 120 Cravings

Will glanced at Arianne but didn’t reveal the matter involving Mark. “It’s nothing. It’s late, let’s call it a night. Tiffie, you should go home and keep your mother company.” Tiffany sighed. “You know what my mother’s like. Now that my father’s gone, she probably won’t be able to catch her breath for a few years.” Arianne nodded, “Then I’m leaving. Call me if you need anything.” Just as she had spoken, she noticed a black Rolls-Royce parked not too far away. She remembered the car plate number all too well—it was Mark’s car… It took Brian a quick moment to get down from the car, walk up to her, and take her handbag. “Time to go, Madam.” Arianne did not expect to see Mark here. She looked at Will and Tiffany then followed Brian into the car without another word. Mark’s expression in the car was difficult to read. “What are you doing here?” she asked. He looked out at the passing buildings. “Why can’t I be here?” he asked in a chilly voice. She was momentarily at a loss for word