Time passed quickly Fabian being rarely at home. After three other fights, he had enough money to buy a bigger apartment in the city center and even if the girls were skeptical about where this money came from, they still didn't want to argue with the one they looked at as their little brother. From time to time, they shared a dinner and it was at these rare times that Fabian checked on the girls. As Sophie had suggested, Carmen had auditioned for a minor role in a sitcom. Not minor but she didn't have the main role she wanted. It was the daughter of a famous actor who got the part and Carmen had to play that of one of her friends, the one who didn't like to accompany them to parties and lectured them. Of course, Carmen did not like this role, she who wanted to shine more than everyone else found herself in the background. So Fabian had just asked her to shine in this role even if it is secondary. "Make sure everyone remembers your time in this series" Carmen was now galvaniz
Fabian has never left the Keller children since Carmen asked him to. He sometimes found himself with John Keller and the animosity he could not hide towards him could be seen on his features. John Keller was not a child, he was ten years older than Carmen and therefore twelve years older than Fabian. He knew how to read expressions since he was the CEO of a huge empire. He has to be vigilant and a physiognomist if he doesn't want to be fooled then he can see that this kid doesn't like him very much. No, he hates him. He, therefore did a little investigation on the man and discovered that he was the childhood friend of the useless other. He therefore knows that of course like the other idiot who served as her agent and that he luckily got cleared, the man next to him hates him. Speaking of this woman, he heard that she was one of the most distinguished talent agents in the country U which means that she was really capable. Maybe he should have kept her under his belt. In this
Michael and I were in my room as I put my things on the study table. I wasn't exhausted, it was just that the day had been mentally taxing and I just wanted to shower and get a good sleep. I imagine that Jeanne's enthusiasm only meant one thing, she had let herself go in the kitchen again and had prepared more than necessary. Which suggests two things. First, something bothers her, and rather than thinking about it, she prefers to distract herself, and when she is at home, she either does the housework or cooks. Secondly, she is really happy, something makes her delighted so she decided to celebrate by cooking. I'm not going to break my head too much, I'll wait to see what she cooks to find out what her mental state is. Happy or worried. But still, if she has done so much to eat, it will be a waste since I stuffed myself with macaroons earlier and I'm not hungry anymore. Besides, I imagine that Michaël and Mr. Fabian won't stay long since it's Monday today and they have to g
Jeanne and Fabian entered the house hand in hand just after the children. The two were just happy to be together. It hadn't been that long since they'd seen each other, but the lack was such that it looked like they hadn't seen each other in months. " How was your day? » Fabian asked as he closed the door behind him. Jeanne just moved forward silently thinking back to her rotten day before sighing heavily. Frankly, it was boring to death to live such a day. Between Amanda Clark and John Keller, she does not know where to put her head. " A hell " Was her answer and Fabian huffed wondering really if his girlfriend is going to be okay. He pretty much knows what it's like to work with someone you hate with all your being, John Keller. Every time he sees this man, he wants to skin him alive. So he can understand that Jeanne is on edge with her mother around her. " You want to talk about it? » "Of course, I want to talk about it. If I don't tell my boyfriend, who would I? »
Jeanne looked at Fabian not knowing what to say to him. Frankly, it's not as if she had anything to hide either but she doesn't know how to tell him that this bouquet comes from John Keller. He would certainly ask her since when they were so close for the man to offer her flowers. And if she tells him in addition that he was in front of the hotel and took her home, well, she too would find it strange if the roles had been reversed. She doesn't understand what's going on with John Keller either and wonders if she shouldn't find it weird. Jeanne didn't know what to answer, especially when she saw Fabian's eyes. He was pissed off. She too would be jealous if he ended up with a gift that a third person gave him knowing that a woman would not give flowers to another, it is a man. Hey shit, he just poured out his heart to her, he made his declaration to her and now there are suspicions of deception. She lowered her head, she doesn't want to lose him, just because he was in love wit
We were all around the dining room table while Jeanne was just staring at Michael and me lustfully. Honestly, my sister has some pretty scary facial expressions especially when she has such sneaky thoughts. She gave me a subjective smile and I rolled my eyes. Knowing that neither Fabian nor Michaël knew how to sign, I started doing it. ** What problem do you have? And please sign instead of talk** ** No, nothing. It's just that what I saw upstairs was adorable… So tell me, are you in love with him?** I quickly blushed as I looked at Michaël before hearing Jeanne clear her throat. ** Don't pay attention to him, he doesn't know sign language… My angel, I know this may arrive at a bad time, if you want we can talk about it afterward but I just want to know if my little sister is thinking of a boy in particular. It is my role to guide you in this kind of situation so that you are not left behind. I don't want you to make mistakes so if you have something that bothers you, come
In the car Michaël felt good, no it was as if a breath of fresh air had invaded his lungs after being submerged for a long time underwater. Finally, he was reassured about his feelings and those of Emma. Even if some dark areas remain, it is obvious that Emma had to lie to him at the library, and for that, he must know the reasons. He sighed with a satisfied smile. This day that had started so badly managed to end well and now from there to being a couple, there is only one step left. " Sir ? » He looked up at Fabian and smiled. “Fabian…I'm really happy you know…I didn't know I could be so happy in my life…” "So I'm happy with it. If sir is happy so am I” "Thank you, Fabian... now I'm wondering how we're going to behave towards each other. It makes me weird to think that Emma and I will have a more than friendly relationship, I'm both ecstatic and scared. What if I'm not good enough for her, and if she gets tired of my feelings? What if the image she had of romantic relat
For almost an hour, I talked with my sister and her boyfriend and I discovered that Mr. Fabian is a very sweet person. Despite his detached and distant attitude, he indeed knows how to observe others and can be a very attentive ear. Jeanne confessed to me that she fell for him the day I was assaulted by Mel and her gang, that it was the first time that a man had such an effect on her. I want to believe her remembering her last relationship. It was with Sebastian and my sister didn't hesitate to be mean to the poor boy until he left. I know she loved him but her coldness was frankly too much. But with Mr. Fabian it's different, I find her more gentle and docile, maybe it's because she is more mature. She looks at him with so much fascination, ah she must be in love. I'm happy for them. Mr. Fabian… ah Fabian, he wanted me to stop calling him sir like that. It makes me weird in fact but if it makes him happy it doesn't bother me. We ended up breaking up as I was going to bed
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became