Tania's face twisted with bitter resentment.
"It's all because of that bitch, Anne Clair," she spat out the name that had become a thorn in her side. "Denis doesn't love her, but he still refuses to let her go. He wants to keep her around like some plaything. As long as she is in the picture, my plans—our future—will never happen."
Desperation flickered in her gaze as she grabbed Enzo's hand. "Enzo, help me get rid of her. Once she is out of the way, Denis will have no excuse left. He'll marry me."
Enzo stiffened in shock. "Tania! You're asking me to kill someone! Do you even hear yourself? This isn't a game. If I get caught, my life is over."
Tania's grip tightened further. "Nothing will happen to you," she insisted. "Trust me. Accidents happen all the time. People die unexpectedly every day. One more unfortunate event, and Anne will be gone. No one will suspect a thing."
