Years after the death of Hervé Leclerc, his family faces a new challenge when they discover that there is one more sister, outside the marriage of their parents, with the last name Leclerc.
Going to the Grand Prix in Monaco , she found out about her...
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Amelie Leclerc
"What are you doing here?" Walter asked, somewhat scared.
I had decided that if he wasn't paying in jail right now he deserved that I could get back at him and everything he's done since we met.
"Are you going on a trip?" I spoke innocently enough to make him believe he had fallen into his tangle.
"Uhh," he got extremely nervous. "Yes.
"Where are you going?" I walked into his house, walking past him and knowing he would return his gaze to my butt wearing leather leggings that fit my figure perfectly.
"I don't think it's convenient for you to go in." His voice was still uneasy.
"Why? Are you hiding something?"
"No, but answer my question." What are you doing here?" He continued insisting.
"I've thought a lot these days, since everything was revealed, and I don't think it's convenient to continue with Lando." I told him a tremendous lie, which I knew he wanted to hear.
"That's what I've been trying to do for a long time."
"Thank you for trying to open my eyes." I made him tender eyes like I did before when he tried to manipulate him, although at that time it didn't work because I wasn't mentally capable of doing it.
But now that it was, he had to prepare.
And I suppose it was clear that I would not leave Lando for this jerk, I would never cheat on him, but I was beginning to doubt a little if it was worth getting involved in that world more than I should.
We hadn't even talked much since the last argument the day it all came out and I preferred to avoid it until I was clear on what he was going to do. I also didn't want to give him an explanation about what he was doing with Walter, since for him, it was very simple to just give a statement and let the police do something, but for me, it was more than that. He had robbed me of almost my entire life and it wasn't fair, and clearly Norris wouldn't understand.
But I love him so much to let him go so easily.
Maybe this moment was not the right one to make a decision, although I had to do it because the appropriation of the last name forced me. However, I would do it later because now was the time to make Walter pay for everything he did to me. I had our conversation recorded on my cell phone so that it would be easier to give evidence, although I knew that if I did not have his consent I was also committing a crime, so without implying having to say the word, I made him let me record the conversation.
"I want you to be very honest with me, but I need you to let me make use of this conversation.
"In what sense?" He asked still irritated.
"I mean I can talk about this freely," I half-clarified.
"Yes, obviously yes, Ami" he didn't understand at all what I was referring to.
