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Billionaire's Secret Legacy

Billionaire's Secret Legacy

Author: Queen UJ
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Chapter 1 Morning in Paris

Word Count: 1171    |    Released on: 09/08/2024

living room. Isabelle hummed softly as she prepared breakfast, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm croissants f

rped, her bright blue eyes

, smiling as she set a plate of croiss

astle," Aria said, climbing onto a chair. "And there was

or her daughter. "That sounds like a wonderful d

her croissant. "I will! And then we can hang it

ng Aria's hair affectionately. "Now, finish yo

he nearby school, enjoying the crisp morning air and the sounds of the bustling city. Isabe

a hug. "Have a wonderful day, ma chérie. Remember t

promised, hugging her

e said, watching as her daughte

irector. The gallery, nestled in the heart of Paris, was a vibrant hub of creativity and culture. Isabelle walked throug

eted Camille, the gallery's r

elle replied, returning the s

ut the upcoming exhibition," Camill

rds the office of Jacques Dupont, the gallery's o

er find her feet when she came to France. When she found out that she was pregnant and unemp

ity. He has a contagious smile and laugh that instantly puts people at ease. Dupont has a positive attitude and sees the best

and entered. "Good morning, J

k. "I wanted to discuss the final preparations for the exhibit

a seat. "I've finalized the artist line-up and

nts of the exhibition. Isabelle's expertise and passion for art were evident in every

Jacques said, impressed. "I'm confident

I'm excited to see it all come together. I'll o

with younger colleagues and helping them grow professionally. Jacques is always willing to lend an ear, offer advice, or pro

work, and her dedication to the gallery was unwavering. Balancing her career an

icture of her and Aria, smiling and happy. She wondered if she would ever see 'that' m

f love and determination. For Aria, she would give the world. And in her work, she fo

ibition when her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw her mother

ling, "you need to come home. Your father... he's ver

emotions she hadn't confronted in years. "W

ce cracking. "He's asking for you, Isabelle. He regret

ree-spirited young woman with dreams of becoming an artist and had just gotten her diploma in Arts. Her father, a ster

she'd been dating a married man. All her pleas that she was not aware of his status

ed him and wanted him to divorce his wife and marry her. Her father's highly

me and this family. I don't

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