My Princess Terror | 𝔍𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔞

Chapter 31

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As soon as we're back home, I head to the security room. I haven't been able to stop thinking of Madame Keller and St. Monarch's.

Taking a seat behind the security system, I make a couple of calls to government officials in Switzerland that are on my payroll. It takes me three hours and a substantial amount of money to sweep everything under the proverbial carpet.

Bambam looks at me when I let out a sigh. "This couldn't wait?"

I shake my head as I dial Madame Keller's number.
'Ms. Manoban.'

"Thank you for leaving the premises," I say, needing to get it out of the way.

'You didn't give me much choice in the matter,' she replies, her voice tight.

"I'm calling to make a deal," I get to the point.

Madame Keller lets out a burst of laughter. 'For entertainment value, I'll listen.'

"I've already covered things in Switzerland. I'll rebuild St. Monarch's and reimburse your losses while the doors are closed."

There's only one thing on this planet Madame Keller is interested in, and that's money.

A chuckle sounds in my ear. 'Add a one hundred percent fine, and we have a deal.'

I pull a pained face. "What amount are we looking at?"

'How long will it take you to rebuild St. Monarch's?'

Christ, probably a year at the quickest. "A year?"

'You don't sound certain.'

"A year, Madame Keller," I repeat.

'I expect a payment of a hundred million for the loss of income and another hundred for the fine.'

I take a deep breath that makes my ribs ache and let it slowly. That's one hell of a blow to my bank account. "Deal." I glance at Bambam. "Transfer two hundred to St. Monarch's."

"Thousand?" Bambam asks.

"Million. Euros."

Bambam gives me a look, silently asking if I'm crazy "Do it."

He shrugs, then turns to the system, and after making the payment, he nods at me.

"Done. Is there anything else I can do to apologize?" I ask.

'Hmm... a partnership, so something like this never happens again. You just bought a ten percent share in St. Monarch's, Ms. Manoban. Congratulations.'

I let out a soft burst of laughter. "There's always a plot twist when it comes to you."

'Of course, at my age, I have to get my kicks where I can.'

"So the war is over?" I ask to make sure.

'It's over. I trust you'll make every effort to rebuild St. Monarch's to its former glory.'

"I will."

'Will there be anything else, Ms. Manoban?' Madame Keller asks.

"No. Thank you for your time and leniency," I reply, and then she ends the call.

"Care to explain?" Bambam asks, leaning back in his chair.

I set the phone down on the desk. "I just bought ten percent's shares in St. Monarch's, and we have to rebuild the castle."

"Doesn't explain shit," he mutters.

I lock eyes with him. "Madame Keller is old, Bambam. She's making sure there's someone who will take over St. Monarch's once she's gone."