The anonymous letter sent to Claire.
"If you try to demand money with the bastards you're carrying inside you, all three of you will disappear."
Alexander's world turned to ice.
Not only had he been betrayed.
But he had driven his pregnant wife into poverty.
That same night, he drove to the small rural village where Claire lived.
The shack was made of sheet metal and wood.
A single light bulb hung from the ceiling.
She barely opened the door.
— Leave. If you're coming for my children, I swear that…
He fell to his knees in the ground.
— I know the whole truth. Forgive me.
Inside, the twins were sleeping on a thin mattress.
Claire showed him the letter.
— I left because of that. Not out of pride. I left because that woman was going to kill them… and you were too blind to believe me.
Alexandre touched the cheek of one of the babies.
The little boy closed his hand around his finger.
And at that moment, he made his decision.
He would orchestrate Camille's public downfall.
In front of the entire elite of the country.
He announced the most luxurious engagement party of the year in a five-star hotel near Place Vendôme .
Politicians.
Major industrialists.
National press.
Camille was radiant.
Convinced that she had definitely won.
At precisely eleven o'clock, Alexandre went on stage.
Tonight, we celebrate a union founded on truth…
Long silence.
— But we will also reveal a betrayal.
The giant screen lit up.
Images of Camille putting on the necklace.
Digital traces.
Recorded confessions.
Photos with Julien.
The room erupted in murmurs.
Camille shouted that it was all false.
Then the threatening letter addressed to Claire appeared.
Total silence.
Alexander declared in a firm voice:
— For fourteen months, I believed my wife had betrayed me. And I threw her out of my home while she was pregnant. While this woman conspired with my enemy and threatened the lives of my children.
Camille was crying.
- I love you !
Alexandre looked at her as one looks at something that no longer has any value.
— You don't like it. You're calculating.
He took out the last document.
— Since last night, all my businesses and properties belong to an irrevocable trust in the name of my true wife, Claire Moreau , and my sons Mathis and Léo Beaumont .
Camille remained frozen.
The doors to the hall opened.
The criminal investigation department entered.
Julien was handcuffed near the bar.
Camille tried to flee.
Three officers seized her.
The flashes exploded.
Her dress tore.
His invisible crown fell away.
But while everyone was watching Camille fall, no one imagined that the most important decision had already been made…
And that it had nothing to do with revenge.
Part 2…
