Chapter 1060 Can’t Your Brain Be A Little Slower?

Mark did not give an honest answer. “We usually wash it pretty often. Forget it. I’m going upstairs to shower.” Mary watched him quickly walk away before ratting on him to Arianne. “A young girl from the company sat in the front seat just as we left the office. It was raining and the entire seat got wet. Brian wiped it clean, but Mr. Tremont still found it unbearable. He has always been this way from a young age. He can never stand anything greasy, sticky, or damp. She got into the car and asked him to drop her off along the way. In the end, he chased out of the car and went off to pick you up. That’s what’s great about Mr. Tremont. He’s not a flirt.” The corners of Arianne’s lips lifted spontaneously. “Not bad… He’s really not much of a flirt. This girl—is her name Janice Bell? I know of her.” Mary nodded. “I think so. I saw that name on her staff card. She fought with her supervisor today too and ended up bleeding in the head. She ran to Mr. Tremont’s office to file a complaint, b