Aristotle scoffed. He turned his head to the side sulkily. It seemed like he was really fearless.
Arianne giggled. “I love watching you two quarrel. The little one is so fearless, and the big one is all bark and no bite. It seems like your son is the only one who has you twisted around his little fingers. If I made such a mess when I was young, you would’ve flayed me alive. That’s the difference.”
Mark suddenly remembered that she had once mentioned being very scared of him when she was a kid. It seemed like she had a traumatic childhood because of him. He stroked his chin and wondered if he was really that scary? Why was Aristotle unafraid of him? Was it because Arianne used to think that she had wronged him? Unbeknownst to her, he was the one in the wrong. He had let her live submissively in the Tremont household for years. Now, it was time for her to hold her head up high. At that moment, his phone began to ring. He rose to his feet and stepped aside to answer it. “Hello? Are the stocks alright?”
“Yes,” the person on the other end answered, “We’ve unloaded. No hiccups from Smith Enterprises.”
Mark sighed in relief. Those goods were very important. He had no choice but to ask Alejandro’s company for transportation. He could not stop worrying even before the cargo was discharged. After all, no one could say for sure Alejandro was not scheming. It was best to remain vigilant. Things might have gone smoothly this time, but it might not be the same next time.
He had to admit that Ethan played the part of Alejandro Smith flawlessly. His style suited the Smiths’ very well. The Smiths not only dominated Ayashe, and ever since Alejandro’s arrival in the capital, no one had been able to touch the ventures that interested him. As a result, it would be difficult for Mark to consider choosing other transportation companies.
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