Beneath The Orange Sunset ✔️

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Samuel Jacquet had always been so focused with his profession that he was devoid of every other desire in his life. He knew all about the 'accident' the tragedy that happened in the Lacroix family and others alike.

He was part of the medical team that pieced the young heir together. He even attended the memorial wake of Alberte Lacroix, husband to Emile Marcel. Sadly, he knew much more, so much his head was threatening to explode.

Samuel Jacquet's build spoke of years of his experience on health and nutrition. He dressed simply, but sophisticated. Most of his shirts were giveaways or prizes he had gotten from his dedication in seminars about people's well-being and good nutrition.

He was an ambassador of GoGreen institute where participants are taught on the benefits of fruits and vegetables in the body.

His smile was innocuous and inviting. His handsomeness was poised with a bit of a mysterious charm and he found it a bit bothersome especially to his profession.

Born of poor, simple parents, Samuel was smart, but not ambitious. Just like his parents he chose to live a quiet, simple life. He knew how the rich elites controlled the poor. He didn't want to cross that line either.

But an odd thing happened the last time he had met up with Rochelle at the Medical Centre.

    'I need you to go check on Maxime, Lacroix,' she had said.

    'Lacroix? Why?

    'You were there when he got opened up, you should also be there to know how he's fairing. Remember he is blind.'

Why would she suggest that he visit Lacroix out of the blue?

She had also told him that she had seen things while she treated the young boy. She'd seen some things that made her shudder at the Lacroix mansion. She mentioned a few of these things and requested that he kept his mouth shut.

As he walked, he found himself staring at the familiar bronze palette used to decorate the huge gray walls surrounding the mansion. He had already passed the main gates. He walked briskly towards the front yard.

He passed a three feet tall fountain overflowing with crystal clear waters in the middle of the front yard.

He heard the doors of the mansion open. Henrietta stood beside the white luxury jeep. Madame Emile walked out looking fashionable in a white ensemble.

    "Mr Jacquet," She greeted with a brilliant smile. "You came?"

    "Yes," Samuel answered.

    "I didn't expect to see you," Emile looked above Samuel's head. "Is there any problem?"

    "Not at all," Samuel breathed. He counted his words. "I came to check up on Maxime."

    "Maxime is fine," Emile waved her hands, the smile disappearing from her face. "You really shouldn't have bothered."

    Samuel posed an innocent smile. "It's not solely my decision."

    Emile ignored him. She made her way around the car and stopped. "You just want to see him?"

    "Yes, I see you're heading out," Samuel countered.

    "Yes. It's been hectic at the company. You know I have to take Alberte's place now."

    "I see." Samuel's eyes roved inside the house. "I wouldn't want to waste your time then. I will just..." he pointed upwards. "see Maxime and take my leave."