John Keller had before his eyes a stack of rather interesting documents, he had to admit it. There was information he thought was useful but at the same time, he knew it wouldn't be enough so he needed more. In his environment, to obtain something, the means had to fit with the environment, and in his case, he had the means but did not know if that would be enough to swing the situation to his advantage. It was so easy to leave now and tell Jeanne that her boyfriend is a little rascal who has had to hang out with unsavory people but then he doesn't know what her reaction will be. Maybe she's so in love that she wouldn't care. Ah, he needs data, he just can't go and tell her things like that about Fabian, if she's really into this relationship, it would pass for simple defamation driven by his jealousy. He would therefore lose an opportunity to conquer this woman and the possibility of getting his hands on her future fortune. He's not dumb enough to start a business that could
Michaël arrived in his father's office with a closed face. He had no intention of staying there long especially since he had to pick Emma up and then go to school. His father sat in his office with his usual cold face as he held a stack of documents in his hand. He seemed to be flipping through them and when he heard his office door close, he looked up at his son. “I almost waited…” Michaël did not answer, he was not there for that. If he got into one of their fights again, he wouldn't see the end of it. So he's going to get straight to the point. " What do you want? » “Oh well done…I spend a small fortune to pay for your high school education, private lessons with the best teachers in the world and you don’t even dare to say hello to me? By the way, I have the impression that your private teachers no longer come. “Firstly the fact that I am so rude must be hereditary since I took it from you. Second, I no longer need them at least that they come all week. The weekend is
I walked through the halls of the school with a feeling of discomfort that blocked my throat. The feeling was strong and heavy, I was afraid and shivers ran through my body. A more intense cold than normal had frozen all the cells of my body while the school had the boiler room which worked rather very well. I pulled my coat back over my shoulders as I looked around. I felt like I was being watched and then I felt very paranoid. Why would people even care about my poor existence? I'm not that important, I certainly shouldn't think so highly of myself. I put my hand on my forehead as small droplets of sweat settled there. I sighed before finally arriving in front of my classroom. I was sick of that suffocating feeling in the hallway. I opened the door as the ruckus I heard outside had died down. Slowly I walked towards my place keeping my face down, I didn't feel able to face the looks I knew were on me without even understanding why I would receive so much attention. I swal
For the rest of the day, I faced a lot of teasing that didn't seem like it. Trips, discreet insults, and the worst were when I wanted to go change for a sports class. The girls closed the door in my face before opening it when they were done changing. When I got to my locker, I found it open and there was a horrible smell coming from it. It was fermented soy water if I refer to the smell. Someone had sprinkled it all over my locker and my gym clothes were covered in it but the most important thing is that it was unusable so much it was wet and smelly. At the bottom of my locker, there was lipstick written '' A shit smell for a shit ''. I started crying sitting on the bench. I was not going to go to sports class, it would be useless since I do not have the appropriate equipment. I cried in the locker room for I don't know how long realizing that from the beginning, these people were pretending. They pretended not to blame me because I had Michael's protection and they didn't
I stood in that dark alley for I don't know how long crying and almost cursing my life. I've never been a bad person, I've never had to hurt anyone to go through that. I didn't know my dead parents, or maybe they abandoned me because of the way Jeanne looked away every time she had to talk about it. I think the second option is more valid. Even my parents did not want me and while I still managed to have someone who loves me, Jeanne, I had to bring her worries. I made her life so miserable that she couldn't enjoy the joys of life because of me. I lived on her hook for so long like a parasite preventing her from being happy, I even told myself that she ran away with me so that my parents would not abandon me. It was surely that I would be the one my parents wanted to throw out, but Jeanne did not want to and she was also thrown out. It's all my fault and as if that wasn't enough I had to cling to another person. Michael. He was so nice to me that I couldn't help but fall in l
Jeanne was sitting in her new office with Lenny to her right showing her how to save documents to the PC in front of her. She still had reflexes but with the new app updates, she had to retrain herself so as not to be dumped. Her mind was a little off as Lenny noticed. He chuckled and put his hand on Jeanne's head. "Do you miss him already?" Jeanne lifted her head caught in the act and blushed, scratching her cheek. "No that's not it...I was thinking about something else and..." “No need to be shy you know.. I understand you but don’t worry he comes back quickly and it will allow you to experience your feelings. What do you think about it? » Jeanne smiled before nodding her head. “It is not necessary to separate to experience our feelings… I already love him without that and the distance does not change anything” Lenny smiled before continuing his lesson as in a somewhat secluded part of town, in a restaurant away from prying eyes, John Keller sat with Peggy who had requ
It had been ten days since Michaël had arrived with Fabian in Hawaii and he felt uncomfortable for several reasons. But the most important was Emma. The first two days she had been warm with him telling him that she misses him too and about her days and he too would do the same, nevertheless ignoring the moments he wanted to forget. But for the past few days, Emma seems cold. It scares him and hurts him too. She replies after hours to his messages and when she replies it's so vague. Hello, how are you, thank you. No sweet words, no nicknames, nothing. She is so cold and he is afraid that she has decided to break up with him. He's so stressed he can't stop biting his nails and photo shoots are taking a hit as well. His face is tense and pale, Emma isn't going to leave him, is she? She still loves him, doesn't she? He's scared, so scared of losing her. He tried to make a video call but she returned his calls. It ended up demoralizing him to the point of starting to cry agai
Michaël Keller did not know that being in a relationship could bring so much happiness. For a long time, he had thought that romantic relationships were curses and that it was better to be friends than to be in a relationship. He didn't want to lose Emma's tenderness by revealing his feelings but at the same time, couldn't bear to be not able to touch her as he wanted without feeling this disgust because he was taking advantage of her. He thought about his first relationship and got scared before realizing that Emma isn't like that. His princess is the purest and most innocent being there is and that has encouraged him to step forward in his feelings and claim her as his own. He smiled at his wonderful decision and congratulated himself on it. If he hadn't, if he had stayed in his fear bubble, he wouldn't be as happy as he is now. He looked at the photo she had just sent him and decided to save it as wallpaper on his cell phone. So every time he opens his phone no matter if th