Henry could see Giselle’s inner conflict. He reached out, gently scratching her chin, teasing her like a playful kitten.

“I’ll control the market. No one will dare to buy this villa,” he stated casually, as if discussing what to have for breakfast.

The two major issues that had been causing Giselle such headaches seemed to be resolved with just a single sentence!

“Really?” Giselle’s eyes lit up as she looked up at Henry, her face breaking into a genuine smile ...