Chapter 119

That morning, Giselle’s house had not fully awakened from its quiet when the sound of several cars stopping in front of the gate broke the silence. Giselle, who had just finished preparing breakfast, immediately turned toward the window. Her brows furrowed when she saw several men dressed in black step out first, followed by a figure she knew all too well.

Leon De Santos.

Behind him was Joe, his assistant, with a flat expression on his face.

The door was knocked on—not loudly, but firm enough to make anyone realize that this visitor was not there for small talk.

Giselle took a deep breath before opening the door....