Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1654

Arianne immediately paused in mid-action.

“Are you for real? Do you only see with your eyes and avoid using your damn head?” she snapped. “Ever heard of two-faced fakers? Or are you doubting my character already? Or maybe you think I’m being overdramatic and raging over a nothingburger!”

“What? No, man! That was a genuine question; c’mon, don’t be pissed, please,” he replied quickly. “It’s just that… what I saw from my interaction with her and what you told me combined show a downright terrifying character. She acts like she’s chummy with you in public, but in the shadows? She schemes against you and plots your doom! You know, before you came, she struck a conversation with me, and there wasn’t a single line throughout when she mentioned anything bad about you. It had been heaps of praises after praises, and at one point, she even lamented about the divorce between you and Mr. Tremont. She was acting so convincing that, I admit, I almost tipped over into believing her.”

Arianne was close to erupting into scornful laughter. Was this Shelly’s desperate grab at collecting supporters? What a two-faced, disingenuous, disgusting little b*tch!

Even as morning turned into afternoon, Shelly had yet to leave the company. She ostensibly wanted to invite the management higher-ups to lunch, and as the company’s premier fashion designers, Sylvain and Arianne were also invited.

Arianne was a hundred percent against attending it. She had no idea what Shelly’s latest stratagem was, so she was wary about attending what could very well be a trap.

However, when it was time for lunch, Sylvain still managed to drag her into it. He claimed that the prospect of attending the event alone made him queasy. As Arianne’s best chum in the company, he was sure that Shelly would be mounting all sorts of ways to tear him down in Arianne’s stead. To protect himself, he reasoned, he needed to bring Arianne with him to—as he called it—“draw aggro.”

Arianne and Sylvain were the last to arrive at the chosen restaurant. By then, the private dining room was already brimming with people. Two of the seats next to Mark were already occupied—on his left was Shelly, while one of the managing directors sat on his right. Catching Arianne, the director got up from her seat a little, clearly deciding to pass the seat.