imagined? It was clearly a dream come true. It was a fairytale where Jennifer had struggled and worked her butt off, and at the end she was rewarded. And what a reward! Bruce was one of the hottest men she had ever seen and definitively the most incredible lover she’d ever had. The fact that he was a billionaire was just a bonus, like icing on a cake. He was a man first and foremost, and she was crazy in love with the man - not with the businessman.
Jennifer had always imagined that Bruce would have proposed her in a more theatrical way, with lots of lights, a fancy dinner, champagne, lobster, a tuxedo and a limo etc. In her mind, since Bruce had the money, she thought he would have recreated a sort of prom night for her but Jennifer realized that this was quite a childish version.
Instead, Bruce had recreated their first night together with a romantic dinner on the beach with roses and candle lights. He hadn’t forgotten their first time and that night was clearly important for him as well. It represented something for him and Jennifer had been very happy to see him so thoughtful and sensitive.
After a quick and light dinner, Bruce and Jennifer had made love on the beach for the second time. Bruce had picked the exact same location. This beach was now a symbol: the symbol of their love for each other, where they had discovered their mutual attraction for the first time and then, agreed to spend the rest of their lives together.
Jennifer closed her eyes and a warm feeling spread throughout her body: she was calm and deeply fulfilled. Her life was about to take a whole new direction. Without a doubt, it was the best time of her life. She wished things could stay this way forever and thanked God for being so generous with her.
When she opened her eyes, Bruce and Victoria were looking at her.
“Are you okay, honey?” Bruce asked, as he grabbed her hand and gently squeezed it.
“Y... yes, I’m fine, thank you,” Jennifer said. “I was just thinking.”
“Thinking about how you two are going to spend so much money?” Victoria said with a smile.
“Pardon me?” Jennifer said. “Sorry, I wasn’t listening. I’m not sure I understand what you mean...”
“Victoria is just teasing you,” Bruce said.
“Please, call me Vicky,” Victoria said.
Bruce turned his head towards Vicky and nodded to acknowledge her request. “Vicky and I have agreed to start with a reasonable amount of capital to start trading with,” he said. “I’m a cautious man but she’s convinced me to start with a hundred million dollars.”
A hundred million dollars?
Jennifer frowned and felt a pit in her stomach. The disastrous joint-venture with Kenichi was still fresh in her mind and she didn’t want Bruce to be taken advantage of again.
“Bruce, are you sure?” Jennifer said. “I mean no disrespect Mrs. De Lissieu but Bruce and I have been through a quite exhausting experience recently. I certainly don’t want this to happen again.”
Victoria smiled, leaned forward and joined her manicured hands on her desk. She was wearing golden bracelets and an expensive watch.
“Please, call me Vicky,” she said again. “And just for your information, this is Ms. De Lissieu, not Mrs. I’m not ready to give up my freedom yet.” She smiled and laughed with elegance, followed by Bruce who smiled politely. Jennifer wasn’t in the mood to joke: she needed to know whether Bruce’s investment was safe or not.
“Bruce told me about what happened with Mr. Sakamura,” Victoria continued. “This is basically the reason why we’re meeting today and I’m deeply sorry. However, we’re a reputable investment bank and we specialize in managing assets for people just like Mr. Wilson. We have a long list of satisfied clients who can testify and we have never failed to meet our goals.”
“There’s a first time for everything,” Jennifer said boldly.
“Jen, please,” Bruce said, slightly shaking his head. He clearly didn’t
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