THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE.

the bed and the duvets were white. This was nothing like her room. The windows were wide helping

ss of the room. "Where...?" She mumbled and he

found a small looked picture, the face in the picture looked famili

antly. "Wait!" She paused and scanned the room again, "This

HOUR

er life was perfect without him, she only nee

forcefully out of the room a

sorry" she bowed

the young lady in a well-ironed white top and black skirt and her ha

and Gisèle blacked out

Fay call for her, but she

tending to sleep. She could not bring herself to speak with Émile Deneuve not now, not ever... She was doomed right now, how could

mile had only employed her so he could get his hands on his grandfather's

could have turned to the other side and buried her head in th

d taking a peep at him, Émile sat with a glass of whisk

more relieved, he didn't look mad. The contract

-" Émile interru

y, continuing with his tablet. "You should leave the country for the time being, and t

ad. What was she going to do now? She hadn't even achieved what she wanted from him yet. "Mr

a nice gown for the dinner" He finished, an

and the could feel his rage. This was her

d closed her eyes brief

nk!" Fay said as she sat in the dressi

She sighed and closed her eyes let

and shook her head, Gisèle inhale

ok ruining her makeup by smearing the eyeshadow on her face. "I wasn't that d

s, I don't know what's called but he gave you a kungfu hit on

nd out frustratedly, she got up and gave her a quick demonstra

yes, rubbing her neck, she glared at Fay, hers seemed more painful.

of control,"

defended, Fay chuckl

sèle relaxed back on the cha

Camille?" G

is, her eyes opened and she stared at herself in the mirror.

, the same face repeatedly," she said in a low voice never taking her eyes off her reflection in

u going to d

ld pay them a visit of

Gisèle's sigh covered the room while