Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Return of the French Tycoon: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Upon hearing Rosalie’s answer, Duncan was surprised and perplexed. She felt as if she had been hit hard, as if she had been used all that time she was by her side. The coldness with which she spoke about the need to have a man by her side to support her in business caused a feeling of betrayal and disappointment to invade him. The reality that Rosalie was willing to marry her late husband’s brother, knowing all the atrocities Louie had committed, shook Duncan to the core. It was as if the ground opened beneath his feet, leaving him aimless and without understanding Rosalie’s true motivations. Feeling used and deceived, Duncan struggled to find words, while a mixture of anger and sadness flooded his being. The woman he thought was the woman of his life, the one for whom he was willing to face any challenge, seemed to have a dark and selfish side that he did not know. The heavy silence hovered between them, leaving a growing emptiness and mistrust. Duncan found himself questioning th

Rosalie was immersed in her thoughts, meticulously listing all strategies that could be adopted to reverse the situation of the Empire Group, which continued to lose customers. While concentrating on the solutions, his gaze for a moment turned to the clock on the wall, revealing that time was advancing, and it was past ten o'clock. "I have to go home, spending the night here planning won’t do any good." "I just can’t understand why the Lecomte Group is doing that. They will not profit by selling their products at a price as absurdly low as these, it seems that it is only to sink us, regardless if they go together in the process" At that moment, she noticed that Louie had dragged her chair closer to her, creating an uncomfortable closeness. The uncomfortable sensation caused Rosalie to walk away, gently rebuking him: " You don’t have to get that close. " His voice had undeniable firmness, marking a clear border between them. It wasn’t because she had asked for your help that she

After a few minutes in shock, alone in the hotel room, Rosalie finally managed to get up. With determination, she dried the tears from her face and fixed her gaze on the door through which François had left. Her heart was still unbridled, but she knew she needed to pull herself together. With an instinctive gesture, Rosalie placed her hand on her chest, trying to calm the racing beats of her heart. As he thought about everything that had just happened, his mind was full of confusion. She looked at her wrinkled and untidy clothes, deciding she needed to pull herself together and look presentable. He carefully tidied up and left the hotel, having the permission of François’s men to leave. She swallowed it hard and left the hotel. There was no sign of François. Rosalie took a taxi and, during the journey, felt an immense emptiness in her chest. Tears did not yet come, but the feeling of loss and helplessness did not leave her. When he finally lay in his bed, the silence around him w

François stared at her with a look full of disapproval, as if he believed she was betraying Duncan’s memory by considering marrying Louie. Amid the tense silence, Rosalie chose to let him speak, allowing him to express her worries and frustrations. She knew that as much as François hated her at the time, she needed to stay focused on her goals and move forward with her decisions. "He saved me, however, does not understand my motives and is confused." François’s words resounded in her ears, but she remained silent, accepting the judgment he cast upon her. The marriage to Louie had been a strategy to buy time and protect her children, and Rosalie was willing to face the consequences of her actions. When she finally moved away from the cemetery, François held her arm lightly, holding it for a moment. Rosalie’s heart quickened before contact, not knowing what to expect from the words that would come next. "He looks so disappointed in me." " You are not worthy to be raising his childr

Rosalie was determined to act firmly, and her determination was palpable. Every minute she spent, she relentlessly devoted herself to the investigation, sifting through each clue in detail, studying photos, analyzing documents and putting together pieces of a complex puzzle. The office he now worked in was his headquarters, full of evidence that could incriminate the dangerous mafia led by François. The long hours of work began to take their toll, and Rosalie felt the fatigue weigh on her shoulders. However, her resolve remained unwavering. The thought of her children without her impelled her to continue. As Rosalie scoured the last document, an important discovery caught her eye. It was proof that it could connect François directly to various criminal activities. A mixture of euphoria and concern took hold of her. Now she had what she needed to face François, but she also knew she might be taking risks in confronting such a dangerous criminal. After a pause to take a deep breath a