Chapter 49 Donovan sat in his leather chair , locked in a video conference with his international clients on his tablet . He spoke fluently in a foreign language . When Giselle appeared at the door , it was as if he had expected her all along . He showed no reaction - his gaze remained fixed on the screen as he listened to his clients , completely ignoring her presence . Unfazed , Giselle strolled into the office as though she owned the place . With confidence , she approached him , perched herself on the armrest of his chair , and leaned in intimately . Glancing at the video conference , she asked softly , " What are you working on ? " The foreign clients immediately noticed the stunning woman who had appeared beside Donovan . Their attention shifted from business to curiosity , and they smiled as they asked if she was Donovan's girlfriend , Donovan remained aloof . He didn't shove her away immediately , preferring to let the meeting continue . But Giselle pushed her luck - her teasing touches ignoring the presence of the others on the video call . Donovan's composure began to crack Unable to tolerate her antics any longer , he abruptly ended the video conference . The moment the screen went dark , he shoved Giselle off the armrest roughly and without a word . His force was brutal . Luckily , the thick carpet cushioned her fall , Though it stung , Giselle wasn't hurt . She knew she had provoked him first and had no intention of blaming him for his reaction . Instead , she stood up gracefully, brushing herself off as if nothing had happened . She believed herself strong enough to handle such things . Donovan , stili , silent and seething , pulled open his drawer and took out a cigarette and a lighter . He lit one and took a long drag , the imitation visible on his face . Without asking , Giselle snatched a cigarette from his pack , but not the lighter . Instead , she leaned in close , lighting her own cigarette from the burning tip of his . Their eyes met - close and intense . Donovan was caught off guard by the sight of her beautiful face so neat . For a moment , his breath hitched , and the memory of shoving her moments ago seemed to fade . Wordlessly , he took another hard drag , making the flame burn brighter so she could light her cigarette more easily . They sat in silence , smoking together , looking perfectly in sync as a flirtatious tension hung heavily in the air . The room filled with smoke , but Donovan didn't seem to cate .. When the moment felt right , Giselle spoke at last , her tone casual but loaded with meaning . " Are you really going to marry her ? " Donovan stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and replied coolly , " It's none of your business . " " Is that so ? " She locked eyes with him and provocatively blew smoke into his face . " I think you're just trying to get revenge on me . " He turned away , closing his eyes with disdain . " Revenge ? You're not worth the effort . " The cold smirk froze on Giselle's face . For a brief moment , she was stunned into silence . But unwilling to admit defeat , she leaned back and taunted him . " You've got a strange taste in women , Mr. Kane , She's been playing around plenty , and yet you're still willing to make her the face of your family ? Impressive . " Donovan slowly tumed to her , his eyes sharp and cruel . " I know exactly who I should marry . And I also know who's been tooling around outside . " 15e insult cut deeper than she expected . Giselle prided herself on being untouchable , immune to such words , but this one stung . Stil , she bared her teeth in a scolt . " Looks like your wife's going to be miserable for the rest of her life . "