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THIRTY ONE

Author: kaliladahayu
last update publish date: 2026-10-12 18:56:49

Chapter 31.

Madame Viviane was already seated neatly at the head of the dining table when Rafael walked in, his steps heavy but his posture still straight. The cane in his hand tapped against the marble floor once, twice, then went still. Claire stood beside the silver cart, watching the servants set the plates in place.

Viviane lifted her teacup without a hint of hurry. “I’ve decided to come in as an investor.”

Rafael pulled out a chair and sat down. “In what?”

“That girl’s family company.” Vi
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