Chapter 93: The interview
Tania’s face twisted with bitter resentment.
"It’s all because of that bitch, Anne Clair," she spat out the name that had become a thorn in her side. "Denis doesn’t love her, but he still refuses to let her go. He wants to keep her around like some plaything. As long as she is in the picture, my plans—our future—will never happen."
Desperation flickered in her gaze as she grabbed Enzo’s hand. "Enzo, help me get rid of her. Once she is out of the way, Denis will have no excuse left. He’ll marry me."
Enzo stiffened in shock. "Tania! You’re asking me to kill someone! Do you even hear yourself? This isn’t a game. If I get caught, my life is over."
Tania’s grip tightened further. "Nothing will happen to you," she insisted. "Trust me. Accidents happen all the time. People die unexpectedly every day. One more unfortunate event, and Anne will be gone. No one will suspect a thing."
Her expression turned almost pleading as she continued, "This is for us, Enzo. For our future. Once I marry Denis, the Beaumont fortune will be within our grasp. We’ll never have to worry about money again. Our children will have everything they could ever want. But Anne is standing in the way. We have to eliminate her—no matter what it takes."
Enzo was still hesitant. He exhaled deeply, his expression torn between love and unease. "I don’t think this is a good idea."
Turning to her, he grasped her hands firmly. "Tania, I may not be as rich as Denis, but my family business is stable. We can have a comfortable life together. I can take care of you—I can make you happy. Leave this mess and come with me."
But Tania’s resolve was unshaken. Giving up was not an option.
"Just this one time," she urged. "Help me with this, and if it doesn’t work out, I swear I’ll leave with you."
Enzo studied her for a long moment, conflict raging in his mind. Finally, he exhaled sharply, nodding. "Alright. If this is what you want, I’ll do it—for you. But if anything goes wrong, we leave."
