The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 188

She had foolishly thought Julian's logic made sense at the time. She had believed he was a rational, mature businessman, using the coldest commercial logic to help Lawrence Atelier mitigate risk and finding a way for her to quell Gideon's fury.

It was all a lie.

Janie had slapped Giselle.

Just like Gideon, Julian couldn't bear to see Giselle suffer even the slightest grievance.

Gideon used a hundred slaps to destroy Janie's face.

And Julian—this supposedly gentle man hiding in the shadows—used the most absolute exile, the most merciless industry blacklist, to destroy Janie's entire life. All just to exact the final ounce of vengeance for the woman he loved.

Not only did he want to avenge Giselle, he wanted to force Nora to do the dirty work herself. He wanted to force her to be the villain who sold out her friend, her hands stained with blood.

He wanted to watch Nora make the agonizing choice to exile Janie, all for hundreds of millions of dollars just to save Lawrence Atelier.

He wanted Nora to spend the rest of her life burdened by the betrayal and guilt of having personally destroyed her junior's future.

Meanwhile, all he had to do was sit in this bright, spacious executive office, sign a funding contract, and walk away with clean hands having pleased the woman he loved. He even got Nora to feel eternally grateful to him.

Nora finally grasped the true meaning of the conversation outside the door.

Julian didn't go to Paris for some transnational business deal; he went to track down Giselle's favorite childhood toys.

He sat there clashing with Gideon because Gideon had gotten married. Even if that marriage was merely to fulfill a dying elder's wish, even if all Gideon gave Nora was coldness and neglect, Julian still believed Gideon had betrayed his childhood promise to Giselle.

Gideon had warned Julian to stay away from "her." That "her" wasn't Nora at all. It was Giselle.

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