Chapter 111: A jackpot?
Jeanne stood frozen, the words she had been holding all day now stuck in her throat, her heart heavier than before. Her fists clenched tightly at her sides as she fought to keep her emotions in check.
More than thirty years of marriage—and yet Gabriel remained the same. Cold. Distant. Unmoved by anything that mattered to her.
"I didn’t call you back for some dinner surprise," she said tightly. Her eyes glistened, but she refused to let the tears fall. "I have something serious to tell you. Something about Denis."
At the mention of their son’s name, Gabriel halted mid-step. His brow lifted, sharp with suspicion. "Denis?"
Jeanne nodded and steadied her breath, bracing herself for his reaction. "I went to see Tania—the actress. She is pregnant. With Denis’s child."
Gabriel stiffened. "What?" he barked, as though the word had struck him like a blow. "Pregnant?"
"She is," Jeanne confirmed grimly. She stepped forward and retrieved a document from the table. Holding it out, she added, "Here is the report. It’s real. And she has no intention of terminating the pregnancy."
Gabriel snatched the paper from her hands, his eyes scanning the contents. As the confirmation sank in, his brows furrowed deeply.
"I tried to offer her money," Jeanne went on. "I thought she’d accept the money and walk away. But she refused. Claimed she loves Denis... said she wants to marry him." She scoffed, her lips twisting with disdain. "She even threatened to go public if we try to break them up. She is determined to force her way in."
She paused, watching her husband’s reaction. "I didn’t want to act rashly. That’s why I waited—for you. We need to talk to Denis before this explodes."
Gabriel didn’t say a word. He stood there, rigid, staring down at the report in his hands. His eyes gleamed with something dark. The initial shock had passed, replaced by a cold, calculating intensity.