All Chapters of The Return of the French Tycoon: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rosalie Valois entered majestically the imposing Hotel Belavier, site that annually housed the prestigious business reception. Every step she took through the sumptuous lobby seemed shrouded in an aura of confidence and determination. As she headed towards the elegant salon, Rosalie’s eyes met a mixture of familiar and unknown faces, creating an environment filled with possibilities and meaningful encounters. His agile and insightful mind already outlined strategies for doing business and establishing valuable connections. Though she still felt a void in her heart, it was for Duncan to be by her side. The woman’s heart pulsed intensely as she finally entered the wide hall. Her delicate hands firmly held a small designer bag. Rosalie radiated elegance in her stunning black dress, whose V-neck highlighted her perfect silhouette. The thin straps showed off her delicate shoulders, giving her an irresistibly glamorous appearance. And to complete her impeccable ensemble, she proudly

Rosalie watched the seconds creep before her eyes, witnessing the world around her slow down as if in slow motion. What she saw was the imposing figure of her brother, with clenched fists advancing towards her. In an instant, she found herself transported back to her terrible childhood, when she suffered at the hands of her older brother and was neglected by her mother. For a brief moment, the feeling of powerlessness reignited. She was no longer the respected and courageous CEO, nor the devoted mother of two. She had again become just a frightened little girl, helpless in the face of her brother’s fury. However, in the blink of an eye, something happened. An accelerated heartbeat brought with it the appearance of an imposing figure, wrapped in a black overcoat. His robust bearing projected an aura of mystery and determination. Without hesitation, the powerful fists of the figure collided with the brother’s face, causing him to instantly fall to the ground, stunned and unable to

Rosalie watched the seconds creep before her eyes, witnessing the world around her slow down as if in slow motion. What she saw was the imposing figure of her brother, with clenched fists advancing towards her. In an instant, she found herself transported back to her terrible childhood, when she suffered at the hands of her older brother and was neglected by her mother. For a brief moment, the feeling of powerlessness reignited. She was no longer the respected and courageous CEO, nor the devoted mother of two. She had again become just a frightened little girl, helpless in the face of her brother’s fury. However, in the blink of an eye, something happened. An accelerated heartbeat brought with it the appearance of an imposing figure, wrapped in a black overcoat. His robust bearing projected an aura of mystery and determination. Without hesitation, the powerful fists of the figure collided with the brother’s face, causing him to instantly fall to the ground, stunned and unable to

In the imposing mansion, located a considerable distance from the capital, the distinguished elders of the powerful and influential Valois family were gathered. In the spacious room, a tense atmosphere enveloped everyone, while a photograph printed in the newspaper of Duncan’s widow lay on the table. That mysterious image, which captured Rosalie in the arms of an unknown man, triggered a heated discussion among those present. Among the members of the Valois lineage, one of them dared to rise, his voice resonating with an intensity that eclipsed the others. It was Victor Valois, whose statement echoed through the room, echoing the indignation that pervaded the atmosphere. He was Duncan’s uncle. " The widow is staining the holy name of the Valois! Duncan left this world recently, and she allows herself to be seen publicly, wrapped in the arms of a stranger!" Victor’s words echoed like thunder, winning the attention of all present, as he proceeded with his defamatory speech against Ros

Rosalie felt disgusted, as Louie smiled triumphantly. But she knew that was the only way to preserve her power, and she needed that power to go after Duncan’s killer. She and Louie were taken to a parlor, where all the wedding details were settled. Including the date. Rosalie was again taken to another place, and then she saw makeup artists, hairdressers entering the huge room to which she was put. Suddenly, she saw what was to come. Her hair was carefully combed and cared for, and a dark blue dress prepared for her. When everything was ready, she was led by bodyguards to the main room, where the reception with the press would take place. Their engagement would be announced on the same day. "Oh God, if Duncan were here" The whole room was prepared for the arrival of journalists, there were vases of white and red flowers everywhere, numerous chairs distributed in rows. And in the center, two huge mahogany armchairs, quilted in wine color. One of them looked like a throne, a