After Jeanne's wedding, time flew by so quickly that it was already June. Jeanne was in her sixth month of pregnancy while on my side, I was worrying a lot about Michaël. Ever since what happened at Jeanne and Fabian's wedding, Mira had withdrawn into herself, refusing to interact with her brother. I wanted to help them so badly but faced with Mira's hostility towards me, I didn't know what to do. It hurt me so much, my kaël was so sad and stressed and it showed on his face. I felt too much especially when Johan talked about the fact that Mira had to make a "brother's complex". Which means she saw me as an enemy who had come to snatch her brother's love and attention. I would like to believe that this is false but reality should impose itself on me. She wouldn't react that way in vain. I sat across from Carla in Mr. Burns' shop as Johan and Aden both talked. These two had gotten very close becoming great friends. I didn't know that Aden was so interested in computers, but
My birthday arrived and of course, as usual, I thought that Jeanne would go buy a cake and give me a present for the occasion. In previous years, she always bought me either a book or a little outfit, always up to her means. Then we would spend the evening together and that's how my birthday would pass. This year I imagine that Fabian will be there and maybe also Michaël... I sighed, no he certainly wouldn't mind that. Even though he reassures me that his life is going well, I can see his declining form. He always seems so depressed and it's not my love that's going to help him. Aden asked me to cover him with attention, that Michaël is depressive by nature and that if I let him think about it too much, he would end up getting sick. Aden knows him well. I guess that a similar situation must have already happened and it is not Fabian's sad face that will say the opposite. So for the past week, I've been trying to be by his side, spending the night at his house every day and do
I couldn't believe it! Yesterday morning, my mother and I were talking and she was telling me how much she is in great shape. Her treatment was going well and she was looking forward to meeting her first grandchild. It's not possible, she can't be in that crate, her body cold and lifeless. It's impossible. But yet it is not Cécile's lamentations, Mr. Victor's complaints, and Jeanne's tears that can say the opposite. My mother, Amanda Clark, is dead. She was murdered by someone inside her company. I can't believe it as I walk towards her body. My vision is blurry from the tears I know are streaming down my face as my surroundings are cloudy. I feel like I'm going to fall, I had only just met her, and it wasn't always nice but we managed to overcome our pasts, I wanted... I don't know… It was far too soon for her to leave us. I felt Michael behind me as he held me down. I couldn't even stand up because the pain was overwhelming me. Jeanne was on her knees in front of our
Fabian is not stupid, he never was and knows very well when to poke his nose somewhere. He also knows how to follow his instincts and the latter had been pointing him in a certain direction for months. Already with the death of Amanda Clark's attending physician, he had been certain that his approach was good and since the death of the latter, he is more than convinced that all this was orchestrated and he does not doubt the name of the culprit. The reason for this is that he leaves very early and returns only very late for a few days. Anyway, he doesn't have enough evidence yet so he won't bother his wife who already has enough to do with her new responsibilities, not to mention the pregnancy which is soon to come to term. He remains nevertheless worried that she will overwork herself to forget her sadness, she will have lost both parents at a conscious age in terrible circumstances so he imagines the trauma she must live with. He would like to stay with her but he just can't l
Time flew by quickly as things evolved on Fabian's side. He doesn't know how, but one morning as he was about to go investigate, he found on the doorstep of his apartment a stack of documents chronicling all of John Keller's fraudulent dealings over the past ten years. It was evidence of corruption in bribes and payments for not-so-legal services. John Keller had to carry out other no less brilliant activities and had bribed the senior police officers of this city (as he already knew) to disguise his misdeeds and to act with complete impunity. His father, Michaël's grandfather would turn in his grave if he discovered the scum that his son has become. He was a man, they say, straight and honest, he had built the Keller empire with his own hands, making this name a reference, but a priori his son had not received the same dignified precepts as him. Fabian shook his head, what drove John Keller despite being born with all these favors to go down the path of crime? Fabian felt stup
I was sitting on the bed while Michaël was not there. Even less in the bedroom! I wonder what's been happening to him for the past few days. He's been avoiding me altogether. I can't understand what's going on in his head unless he tells me. At first, I thought it was always the lack of Mira telling me it would be fine soon but I was wrong. He has become more distant, colder with me and it hurts me. When I try to start a conversation with him, he looks away from me and stands up with drawn features. Is he really mad at me deep down? Is he holding me responsible for the deterioration of his relationship with his sister? What should I do? Would he be happier if I retired and he found his sister? I started biting my nails as I began to worry about losing Michaël forever. Will I be able to bear it? Am I good enough to set him free? Would I be a bad person if I demanded that after he had so intensely and desperately made me fall in love with him, he would stay by my side? Wh
When I saw my sister again after she disappeared, I noticed that her face, which had previously been sad and downcast, was now filled with determination and conviction. It was as if her earlier fear and angst had disappeared and she no longer cared about anything. My sister has always been so strong and even though the situation is worrying both for her and her husband, she does not give up and continues to have faith in a brighter future. I smiled. I too should not worry, I have to trust Fabian's will. He promised me, he will always take care of my sister and always ensure her well-being and happiness. So there's no need to torture my mind like this, I just have to have faith in a happy ending. I was sitting in the waiting room with Lenny when Michaël arrived with Carla, Johan, and Aden. The last three had been briefed by Michael and Aden had called Mr. Burns. They were all nice to me and almost three hours later we heard the cries of a newborn baby. My nephew had just been b
John Keller's affair had been made public with restraint so that John Keller's crimes did not tarnish the reputation of this group which had built its notoriety under the era of Richard Keller, Michaël's grandfather. Of course, the public had been made aware of some of his misdeeds including the death of Amanda, no matter their efforts some information had leaked but the Keller group was solid and the elders had used their weight and their influence to facilitate the work of Michael. He was only 16 years old but he found himself in a tumult of adults in an environment of merciless sharks. He needed to have strong nerves to deal with these changes in his life, their aggressiveness, and the pressure. During the years that followed his takeover as the head of the group, he had not skimped on his efforts not to let down the empire that his grandfather had so much trouble building. Even if he never knew him, he had to listen to the testimonies of his friends and he knew what his rol