I'll Teach You, Marianne.

A Bugatti Chiron was seen pulling into the underground parking of a luxury hotel after traveling at high speed on the highway. The driver of the car looked so angry that she didn't care for her own safety.

"Hi, congratulations..."

Crash!

A flower vase immediately shattered when it was hit by a hard object which was none other than a cell phone that was thrown by the owner as soon as the door of the luxurious room opened.

"Miss Allen..."

"What!!! Do you want to be angry? Then be angry, because I am also very angry right now," shouted Giselle loudly, cutting off the words of a man who had just opened the door for her, who was none other than Leon.

Realizing that Giselle's mood was very bad, Leon decided not to comment anymore. He chose to quickly close the door to his room because he didn't want to make people to know. Giselle's face reddened with emotion that welled up after seeing Jack and Anne making out at the Temple de Saint-Pierre, a historic church for her because it was full of fond memories with Jack in that place since they were teenagers.

After closing the door, Leon then grabbed an empty glass and poured wine into it. "Drink this, you'll feel better,"

Giselle glared at Leon who was giving her a glass of wine. Instead of accepting the glass Leon gave her, Giselle grabbed the bottle of wine in Leon's left hand and immediately drank wine from the bottle. Seeing what Giselle was doing made Leon smile.

"Fuck... you damn fox woman! How dare you litter my historic place!" said Giselle in a high-pitched voice when she finished drinking the wine.

Leon shook the glass of wine in his hand. "Are you having PMS, Miss Allen?"

"Shut up! I'm not joking Leon."

Leon laughed at Giselle's answer. He finally drank the wine in his hand until the glass was empty. 

"So how about it? Will you agree with the cooperation offer I previously offer you, lady?"

Giselle stared at Leon without blinking. "Are you sure you can separate them?"

"Marianne is my wife who loved me very much before she met Jack and was seduced by him, so I have no doubt that she will want to come back to me. It's only a matter of time for Anne to come back to me."

"Watch your words, Leon! It wasn't Jack who seduced your ex-wife, but your ex-wife who seduced Jack, so watch your words," said Giselle curtly in response to Leon's words with perfectly rounded eyes full of anger. Giselle did not accept Jack being called a seducer.

Leon chuckled. "Never mind, let's not talk about this. If we're talking about who's seducing or who's being seduced then our attempts to separate them will not succeed. We'd better focus now on our goal, and devise a plan to separate them."

Giselle was silent, she digested Leon's words. His determination was made now. She had to get Jack. Giselle had already lost to Sophia Higgins and now she didn't want to lose again, let alone lose to Anne, who was not on her level.

"Then what's your plan, Leon?" Giselle asked quietly after a while.

Leon smiled and sat on the chair right in front of Giselle. Leon told Giselle all his plans. While Leon was talking, Giselle didn't answer at all. She just nodded her head a few times in response to Leon's words.

"That's why I need your help, Giselle. As someone who was close to Jack at the office, I'm sure you have access to his company's system, I'm sure you can help me destroy his company from the inside," Leon said slowly ending his words.

Giselle squeezed her hands in emotion. "All my access to the company's system has been blocked by that bastard Erick, Leon. I'm pretty sure that Erick is the one who makes me unable to access my email anymore."

"All your access are blocked?"

"Yeah, that's why I'm afraid I can't be of much help."

Leon fell silent after hearing Giselle's words. A disappointed look was clearly visible on his face. But Leon was trying to stay calm at this point. He couldn't let his potential partner down.

"Okay, you don't have to think about that. Right now it's better for us to use plan B first, later when plan B is running, then we can find a way to break Jack's concentration with the destruction of his proud Muller Finance International," Leon said flatly trying to calm down.

"Are you sure this plan will work?" Giselle asked a little doubtfully.

Leon smiled. "We'll never know if we don't try, Miss Allen. We can certainly use Jack's jealousy to destroy him, but in doing this you have to be careful. Don't hurt my Marianne, remember our deal, Giselle."

"I know, take it easy. Don't worry."

"Okay, now tell me all the things you've been through with Jack. I need to know how close you two have been," Leon said back as he leaned back in his chair. 

Giselle took a deep breath, she began to tell her about the good times she had with Jack as a teenager. Giselle told her all of Jack's concerns, attentions she had misunderstood, because the attention that Jack gave her was only attention as a friend. But Giselle, who had already fallen in love with Jack, was blinded to the fact. Right now, for Giselle, she had to get Jack, no matter how, even though she already knew Jack was happy with his family, even if it had to hurt other women's feelings. As long as her goal was achieved, Giselle did not care.

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"I'm very full, all these cakes are delicious. I'll order again, Jack," said Anne quietly when she had just finished feeding the last piece of cake to Jack.

"No."

"Why not?" asked Anne, sad.

Jack immediately swallowed the almond cake that was in his mouth even though it had not been chewed smoothly. "If you take them home, they won't taste good anymore, babe."

"Is that true?"

"Yeah, it's better if you eat them here in a place like this," answered Jack casually. He didn't want to be a victim of Anne's violence again because he was forced to continue eating those cakes again.

Anne looked at Jack with teary eyes. "Then what if I want to eat these cakes again?"

"We can come back to this shop, honey. You don't have to worry, I'm also happy to take you," answered Jack again, gripping Anne's hands which were on the table.

Anne was silent for a moment, before finally smiling broadly at Jack who was looking at her lovingly. Anne quickly let go of Jack's hand and grabbed a tissue on the table to wipe the remaining chocolate left on her husband's cheek.

"Okay then, I agree. Well, let's take a picture," said Anne with a big smile.

"Picture? With my stomach like this?" asked Jack hoarsely.

Anne tilted her head. "What's wrong with your stomach?"

Jack immediately got up from the sofa and stood in front of Anne after lifting the t-shit that covered his already bulging stomach. "I'd be so ugly in the picture compared to you who is beautiful, I don't want to."

Then it was fixed, the husband and wife were a match. Both of them had the same odd attitude.

To be continued