“Mark isn’t coming back anymore, is he? You’re the only one with the right to manage Tremont Enterprises. Smore is too young. How can a woman like me possibly accomplish that?” she said with a serious look on her face.
Alejandro was reminded of the nightmare. The usual frostiness in his eyes died away. “You can do it. You’ve been with him for so long, you’re capable enough and you have more right than anyone else until Smore is old enough. I won’t touch Tremont Enterprises. I’m not Ethan Connor anymore, and I’m certainly not Martin Tremont. I’m Alejandro Smith. If you’re here to ask me this, there’s nothing more to say. I won’t agree to it. It may seem difficult for you at first, but I will help you. Just say the word when you need more. I owe Mark that much. I owe him a life…”
“Didn’t you want to supplant him?” Arianne asked. “The opportunity is right in front of you now, so why aren’t you taking it? It’s completely legal. No one is objecting to it. You’re overestimating me. I don’t know if I can take care of Tremont Enterprises.”
Alejandro still refused. “I won’t agree to it. I will never agree to it.”
Arianne was convinced. She was only feeling him out. If Alejandro agreed to managing Tremont Enterprises, that meant that he was involved in Mark’s death. Vice versa, if he refused, then everything he’d said last night was true. Mark’s death was caused by someone else.
She let out a sigh of relief. “Get some rest. I’ll try to take care of Tremont Enterprises. I’ll definitely be needing your help later. You’d better get well soon. You’re the only Tremont I can trust now.”
Alejandro nodded. “Okay… You don’t blame me? Although I wasn’t involved in this, I’ve done a lot of hurtful things to you… Shouldn’t you hate me?”
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