Monsieur Francois : The Best Interest Of My Children

"Rachel, I truly believe in my heart, that moving to Paris is in the best interest of my children. Especially, after what occurred this morning. I genuinely feel that, this is the path that God intends for me to take. It 's time for a real change, and Paris is the solution. Well, at least for now," Jenna said. "Are you sure Jenna? Cause I am sure Monsieur Francois, could help find a competent staff for the new boutique," she asked. Jenna laughed, "of course I trust him. If I didn 't, I wouldn 't have agreed to let him help us," she answered. "That has nothing to do with this. It 's all for the children." They met Monsieur Francois, three years ago, at a fashion show in Manhattan. He had approached the two women, and …show more content…

"Jacqueline, there you are," Rachel replied. "Where have you been hiding," Jenna kidded with her. "Oh, you know me, mon chere, I am seeing everyone. Bon jour Francois, how are you, you scoundrel," she teased him, smiling. Looking at him with motherly love, and esteem. "Bon jour, Jacqueline. I 'm doing fine. How are you, my dear," he inquired, hugging her. "Tres bien. So, my girls have Francois spoken to you, thus far," she questioned them. "No, not yet," he answered. "I 'm glad you 're here. Maybe you 'd like to come, and join us. Yes? And convince them, not to be afraid of me," he begs. Once again, searching out Rachel 's face. She flushed, and immediately turned to Jacqueline, and tried to speak. However, she suddenly found herself in need of a drink, and begged to be excused. Jacqueline, and Jenna saw the exchange, and gave each other a knowing look. They waited for Rachel to return before continuing their conversation. "I 'm sorry, I don 't know what came over me. I felt flushed all of a sudden," she shared with them. "Are you okay, my dear," asked Jacqueline. "Oh yes, Maman, I 'm fine, thank you. What do you have in store for us this evening? I can 't wait to see your new fall collection," Rachel prods her. Trying desperately, to disregard the man giving her so much discomfort. Jacqueline waved her hands,