"I don't want to bed you, I want to use you." Michel watched the anger and fear that flashed across Florian's face before it smoothed into a placid mask. "Not like that, dolt. It's the Rochefort name I want. Regardless of your present circumstances, your family name still carries influence that will help me in my business ventures."

Florian's agreement was only a formality. With Ray missing and presumed dead, his entire estate reverted to Michel. Florian nodded once, his eyes fixed on the small ledger containing the record of his debt.

Michel smiled coldly as he pocketed the ledger.

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