Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1195

Arianne was stunned for a second before relief overwashed her. “Ah. So Sylvain still has a conscience after all. I know his betrayal was more of a self-preserving gambit than anything, but hey… he made a good choice.”

‘And, at least, Robin didn’t fall in love with the wrong person,’ she added in her head.

“Sylvain sent you home once, didn’t he?” Mark suddenly took a sharp turn in their discussion. “You don’t happen to think I knew nothing about it, do you? And also, what’s with this relief in your voice, huh? What, happy that some other guy isn’t a complete douchebag?”

Arianne pursed her lips. “Oh, so someone’s installed security cameras on the entrance gate and spied on me, huh? ‘Cause I know for a fact that Mary wouldn’t have told you that. But to get to your question: yes, he did send me home once. That was before I knew him well enough!—Scrap that; I still don't know him well enough even now. And didn’t he get close to me out of an ulterior motive? I was the one who received him with nothing less than pure intent! And then there’s the fact that he’s Robin’s man. They held hands for two days, okay? So yeah, can you please not imagine things that haven’t happened?” she rebuked. “More importantly, I like your type more than any other kind of guys anyway!”

Mark’s lips quivered. “Now, that’s my woman of culture and taste. By the way, I’m not working overtime tonight. I probably won’t have to for a good while, as a matter of fact. Finally, I can spend more time with you at home.”

Arianne stared out of her window as the scenery from outside flitted past her line of vision. “Oh,” she hummed absent-mindedly.

“Hold on, what does ‘oh’ mean? You don’t sound thrilled having me around, do you? Or am I overthinking this?” he mumbled.

Arianne quickly turned to glare at him. “Please. I was just thinking about how you’d managed to discover Jessica’s tax evasion crime so soon. I expected you to be gone for a few days, but you somehow got it done in a snap.”

Mark sneered. “Does it honestly surprise you that she’d avoid paying her taxes? It was easy. All I did was go after her finance department, who helped her fake the accounts, and persuaded them with a little cash and benefits. Ratting out someone's tax frauds could yield quite the monetary benefit, you know. Why would they continue to hide her records when presented with that sort of reward? You know how fickle loyalty can be. Sometimes, all it takes is a little nudge, and the ball rolls on its own. Plus, her way of securing loyalty is entirely off-base—you can’t expect benefits and intimidation to work all the time. I’m not at all surprised that all of her lackeys ended up abandoning and betraying her without second thoughts.”

Frankly, Arianne was inclined to approve of Mark’s method in this specific case. At the very least, his methods had been apt and markedly less extreme.

The two soon returned to the Tremont Estate. When they passed by the entrance gate, Arianne made it a point to scan the surroundings and found the hidden cameras. She had never noticed them before…

Mark followed her eyes and understood what she was looking at, so he feigned an attempt to knock on her head. Arianne quickly ducked, covering her head with her arms before busting through the front door. “Hey, no hitting my head! I was just checking if you’d planted these security cameras around, okay? And you did! You had them all along!”