Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1660

Arianne did not keep him. “Be careful while driving.”

“Huh? Oh, right. Yes, I will,” Mark fumbled in his reply, his mind still preoccupied with the plagiarism scandal. “You should head into the house now. Smore, say bye bye to Daddy.”

An entire day of hijinks had taken most of the young boy’s energy out of his system. Now, he languidly hung from Arianne’s shoulder and waved half-heartedly, not having even enough strength to say goodbye.

By the time Mark returned to the Tremont Estate, Shelly had already gone back to sleep. Curiously, she did not stay up to wait for him like she usually did.

It was such a novel behavior for Shelly, but Mark ultimately judged it as a good thing. At the very least, he was clear from yet another fight with her for the night.

The next day, as soon as Arianne stepped into the company, Robin pulled her into an empty corner in the building. “Trouble’s ahead, Arianne! Someone sued you for plagiarizing their work, and somehow this news has spread throughout the office like wildfire!” she reported. “They’re now saying that you only got your job through nepotism—‘cause you were married to the boss—and you’re only here to collect paychecks without actually working. And now that you’re divorced, they claim you’ve become so desperate that you’d resort to plagiarizing other people’s work just to stay! Supposedly because you’ve lost your only leg in staying here despite not working! Like… What the hell?! What a load of overblown bull… bull… Bullcrap! And I couldn’t even fight them all by myself!”

Arianne could feel a headache coming. “Just leave them be, Robin. I didn’t plagiarize from anyone, and I’m not afraid of what they say. Look, even if I were to copy a little too much from my source of inspiration, your husband’s the guy whose ideas I learn, okay? I’ve always discussed with Sylvain about our designs—since when have we ever needed external opinions from anyone else?” she replied. “Look, Mark’s investigating this as we speak, so you really don’t have to care about what they’re saying, alright? Good. I still have work to do, and so do you. Let’s just go get our work done.”

Robin was still fuming. “Damn it, Arianne, you’re too pacifistic! Regardless of what’s really happening, no one should forget that you’re still the person who shouldered the mantle of CEO back when Mr. Tremont was missing from the shipwreck accident! How could anyone who benefitted from this company even say anything against you after that?! You’re the reason why the Tremont Enterprise lives to see today. With qualifications like that, do you even need anyone to open a backdoor for you? And the most ironic thing here is that it isn’t your wish to remain in the company at all—it’s Mr. Tremont who insists on it! God, from the way they say it, it’s like you’re just soooo desperate to cling to Mr. Tremont and your job. What the hell?!—Urgh, I’m just! So damn mad!”

Arianne giggled good-naturedly and patted Robin on her shoulder. “There, there. You know, you and Sylvain standing on my side is all the assurance and support I need.”

Robin balled her hand into a fist and raised it in solidarity. “Well, I know you’ll weather it with no problem, Arianne! You can do it!”