In the following days, an unpleasant tension settled between Quantin and Murielle, tinting their interactions with a polite distance due to the strictly professional nature they maintained.However, both remained haunted by the intimate moment they had shared.Murielle found comfort in little Ethan, dedicating herself to him with love and care.His innocent joy illuminated her days, helping her push away thoughts of that night in the kitchen.As for Quantin, he grew increasingly pensive. That kiss had awakened emotions in him that he could not ignore.He admired Murielle's dedication to Ethan and couldn't deny the growing feelings he had for her.Yet, he was equally aware of the complications such a relationship could bring, given their social positions.One evening, as the sun set on the horizon and the manor was draped in a warm glow, Quantin was sitting in his study when an employee came to inform him of Jasmine's arrival, Ethan's mother.Quantin's eyes widened with surprise." Jas
The room was now filled with a tense atmosphere as Quantin paced back and forth, lost in thought. Murielle scrutinized him attentively, concerned about the gravity of the situation. " Mr. Quantin, we cannot allow Miss Jasmine to take Ethan," she said in a soft, composed tone. " She hasn't been there for him all this time. Therefore, we cannot permit her to disrupt his life like this," she added. " I know, Murielle, but it's not an easy decision to make," Quantin replied with worry. " Ethan is her son, and he also deserves to know his mother. I can't just keep him away from her," he added. " I understand that, but you must consider what's best for Ethan," Murielle firmly retorted. " You are his father, and you are also a powerful man who has the means to fight for Ethan's custody if that's what's best for him." " Moreover, Miss Jasmine's sudden return and her threats of a custody battle show that she may not have his best interests at heart," she explained. Quantin paused, care
Quantin was washing the floor of the School Canteen, his headphones plugged in and the music loud while he worked. It was a part-time job he had taken to cover his expenses while he was at the university.While he was cleaning, a young man entered and stopped in front of him." I don't like to see this individual here when I come to this canteen. It makes me want to vomit," the young man said, pointing to Quantin. His name is Harvey and he is talking to one of his friends." If you feel like throwing up, don't hesitate to do it, then he'll clean up this. Because his job is to clean up the trash," Harvey's friend reacted with a laugh. Then he gave Quantin a strange look.At these words, everyone burst out laughing and then Harvey kicked the basket of cleaning supplies. The basket overturned and the contents scattered on the floor.Quantin sighed and took off his headphones.Then he started picking up utensils for cleaning." Oops! I'm sorry I knocked over your basket. But get out of my
Seeing the name appear on the screen, Quantin quickly replied. It was Mirenda, his girlfriend, and he was delighted to hear her soothing voice." Mirenda, my honey, how are you? " Quantin said, trying to be cheerful even though he had just had a bad time. " Hi Quantin, I'm fine! " Mirenda replied" I had a very rough morning at work," Quantin admitted, hoping for some comfort. Mirenda interrupted him at once. " Listen, I need to talk to you about something important," she replied, her voice seeming disinterested and she really didn't care about Quantin." I have to buy a new bag for tonight's ball quickly," she added.Hearing these words, Quantin felt upset because Mirenda was not interested in him. She thought only of herself."And how much do you need? " he asked anyway, trying to be nice." $800 " she replied nonchalantly.Quantin is shocked. He didn't have as much money to spend." $800 for a bag? I'm sorry Mirenda but, I can't afford it right now. You know I haven't got the s
Quantin quickly got up from the bed, wiped away his tears, and went to open the door. Behind the door is Harvey, with his friends." What are you doing here? " he asked in a very weak voice. He was clearly surprised because he did not expect to see Harvey and his friends.His eyebrows frowned, and he looked at Harvey and his friends with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. Above all, he is very angry." Poor floor cleaner ! Correct the way you are talking to me. I'm not your friend."Harvey frowned in response." And what do you want? " Quantin asked again after a few seconds of silence.Harvey sneered and then reacted." You haven't cleaned my shoes yet," he says mockingly, and his friends laugh too." That's enough Harvey. I will not tolerate you disrespecting me in my apartment. I'm not your slave and I don't have to clean your shoes," Quantin said in a firm voice, trying to show his anger.After Quantin's statement, Harvey raised an eyebrow." You are a loser and you should lea
" What is it again ? Another prank like the ones I'm usually the victim of? I hate jokes like this," he told himself.He looked at the message and threw his phone aside.As he lay on the bed, an unpleasant sensation came over him." Why would anyone send me such a huge amount of money? And who took so long to make a joke like that? " he continued. His thoughts were racing and he couldn't get rid of the sensation that came over him. Night arrived and Quantin turned and turned around, unable to sleep.The humiliation he suffered during the day was repeated in his mind. Eventually, he gets tired and falls asleep.The next morning he was awakened by a loud knock on the door. He froze, his heart pounding. He wasn't expecting anyone at that hour." I hope it's not Harvey and his friends coming back to bother me again? " he whispered desperately.Taking a deep breath, he got out of bed, approached the door, looked cautiously through the peephole, and asked ; " Who's there? "A voice outsid
LATER.Quantin stood in front of the imposing bank building, his heart pounding against his chest like a jackhammer.His eyes scanned the sleek facade nervously, looking for any sign of comfort. It was the first time he had been in front of a bank.He was scared, not knowing what to expect, and that was on top of the stress he was already feeling about the $150 billion he was about to receive.As he stood there, lost in thought, he received a message on his phone. His heart beat very fast as he read the words that appeared on the screen. The money had arrived and he couldn't believe it." Wow ! $150 billion? It's hard to imagine such a sum," he said to himself in a low voice.Despite his excitement, Quantin can't shake the feeling of skepticism that lingers in the back of his mind. He takes a deep breath and pushes the door of the bank, determined to find out the truth.As he entered the bank, he felt a wave of nervousness invade him." What if all this was just a mistake? What if the
" What's going on here? " a stern voice interrupted them from behind.The security guard immediately turns to face the interlocutor, who turns out to be the bank manager.Then he hastily faked a smile." Mr. Bauer, " he said, lowering his eyes.As for Quantin, he couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart as he looked at the bank manager.The next second, director Bauer surprised Bernard Trapp by bowing to him." Mr. Bernard, it is an honor to welcome you to our bank.Thank you for honoring us with your presence."Bernard smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction at director Bauer's deference. After all, he amassed a fortune that now exceeds even his wildest dreams. His suit is cut to perfection, made from the best materials money can buy.A diamond-encrusted watch shines on his wrist, symbolizing his wealth and success. People admire him and think he is a self-made man.But Bernard was hiding a dark secret. He stole money from his own father to fund his rise. This decision never hau