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chapter 17
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2026-09-18 14:31:49
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The morning sun broke clear and brilliant over the Alps, casting long golden light across the private breakfast terrace of Villa St. Laurent.Baron Henri sat at the head of the stone table, looking remarkably rested. His color had returned, and his sharp blue eyes moved between Julianna and me with a quiet, profound contentment.Beside me, Clara sat in a high wooden chair, happily dipping pieces of fresh croissant into a small cup of warm milk, while David sat quietly to my right, reviewing operational reports on his tablet.Julianna set down her coffee cup, laying a bound leather dossier on the table before her grandfather."The board's emergency session concludes at noon," Julianna reported, her tone sharp, professional, and entirely devoid of her former hostility. "The European trade authority has cleared Vance & Sterling’s credentials. There isn't a single fund manager left in Geneva doubting our integration."Henri nodded slowly, turning his gaze toward me. "And what of your plan
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The rain over Lake Geneva had tapered into a fine, translucent mist by midnight.In the high, iron-framed conservatory of Villa St. Laurent, the air smelled of wet earth and night-blooming jasmine. Thousands of potted orchids lined the glass walls, reflecting the distant city lights across the black water.I stood near the far window in a comfortable cashmere sweater, a quiet mug of chamomile tea resting between my hands. Clara was asleep upstairs in the grand nursery, under the silent, vigilant watch of David.A soft rustle of silk sounded behind me.I didn't turn right away. Through the dark glass, I watched Julianna step through the iron archway. She had traded her crisp ivory wool suit for a simple navy silk robe. Her face was scrubbed clean of makeup, leaving her dark eyes wide, tired, and remarkably human.She stopped five paces away, holding two glasses and a cold bottle of sparkling water."Grandfather went to bed an hour ago," Julianna said quietly, her voice lacking the prac
I REGRET GETTING MARRIED TO A MOMMY'S BOY CEO chapter 46
The hotel room in Geneva felt suffocating, despite the brisk Alpine draft seeping through the balcony doors.On the bed lay the cream invitation, the side-by-side photos from the Swiss society pages, and the sudden, damning regulatory alert on my phone: Emergency Audit Hold Issued by Swiss Financial Authority.My chest heaved as a cold, sharp rage replaced the lingering disbelief of the night before. I had flown across the Atlantic thinking I was expanding Vance & Sterling, completely oblivious to the spiderweb I was stepping into.I grabbed my phone, pressed Martha's speed dial, and held the receiver to my ear. My hands were shaking, not with fear, but with an overwhelming feeling of betrayal.The line rang three times before Martha’s soft, hesitant voice answered. "Emma? Sweetheart, is everything okay over there?""Who is Beatrice de la Tour, Mom?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the speaker like a blade.Silence. Heavy, suffocating, absolute silence deadened the phone line. I
I REGRET GETTING MARRIED TO A MOMMY'S BOY CEO chapter 48
The private holding room behind the grand auditorium was suffocatingly quiet.Julianna stood near the arched stained-glass windows, her pristine ivory jacket trembling as she stared down at the polished floorboards. Baron Henri sat in a high-backed leather chair, his hands clamped over the silver head of his cane, his chest rising and falling in deep, ragged breaths. Count Philippe stood by the heavy mahogany doors, his face an unreadable mask of iron."You used an executive clearance code," Henri whispered, his raspy voice shaking with a contained fury. "To fabricate a fraud report against a guest of this house... on the open floor of the European Summit.""Grandfather, please!" Julianna gasped, dropping to her knees beside his chair, tears of panic streaming down her cheeks. "She is an outsider! I was trying to protect what I’ve spent my entire life building for this family! You can't just give her everything!"Henri looked down at her, his expression a bitter mix of disappointment
I REGRET GETTING MARRIED TO A MOMMY'S BOY CEO chapter 47
The grand auditorium of the Geneva Financial Center buzzed with hushed, high-stakes energy. Over two hundred of Europe's top fund managers, Swiss regulatory officials, and family office heads filled the tiered velvet seating, awaiting the opening address of the St. Laurent Solstice Summit.On the main stage, Baron Henri de la Tour sat at the center of the executive panel, his carved wooden cane resting between his knees. To his right sat Julianna, looking radiant and composed in an ivory wool suit.Julianna’s eyes scanned the audience with quiet, sociopathic satisfaction. She isn't here, Julianna thought, taking a delicate sip from her glass of water. The Swiss Authority's emergency hold hit her desk two hours ago. By now, the low-born clerk is in her hotel room, panicking over lawyers while her reputation burns.She leaned close to Henri, offering a soft, attentive smile. "The regulatory panel is ready to begin, Grandfather. Shall we open the floor?"Before Henri could speak, the mas
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The hotel room in Geneva felt suffocating, despite the brisk Alpine draft seeping through the balcony doors.On the bed lay the cream invitation, the side-by-side photos from the Swiss society pages, and the sudden, damning regulatory alert on my phone: Emergency Audit Hold Issued by Swiss Financial Authority.My chest heaved as a cold, sharp rage replaced the lingering disbelief of the night before. I had flown across the Atlantic thinking I was expanding Vance & Sterling, completely oblivious to the spiderweb I was stepping into.I grabbed my phone, pressed Martha's speed dial, and held the receiver to my ear. My hands were shaking, not with fear, but with an overwhelming feeling of betrayal.The line rang three times before Martha’s soft, hesitant voice answered. "Emma? Sweetheart, is everything okay over there?""Who is Beatrice de la Tour, Mom?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the speaker like a blade.Silence. Heavy, suffocating, absolute silence deadened the phone line. I
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