Chapter 861 There’s Something About This Milky Scent of A Baby

Mark felt irritation. “Oh, so you treat us like we’re Uber, huh? Alright, fine then. My God, can you just look at how much the child’s suffering? He looks absolutely pathetic! Gah, is that mucus dripping into his mouth? Someone wipe that away now, urghhh…” Seeing the disgust in his face genuinely irritated Arianne. “Are you — are you repulsed by your own son?! Mark frickin’ Tremont, did you just suggest wiping his snot as something too dirty for your royal hands?” For some reason that only Mark knew, he was downright averse to the idea of cleaning his son’s mucus, as though the very act really was the most dreadful thing he ever had the misfortune of being asked to do. Once in the car, Mark automatically took the passenger seat and left the backseat for Arianne and Mary. Arianne, meanwhile, gave out masks to Mary and Brian, as she wanted to reduce the number of people her son could infect. To have the entire Tremont estate be struck by the same malady at the same time was to spell chao