"He killed all three of them? All three?" Mr. Aiden asked incredulously as he sat in his large leather chair, swirling the dark liquid in a highball glass in his hand while looking at his daughter sitting directly across from him on the couch.

Gwen nodded, tucking her hair over her shoulders.


She had told Carlos that she missed her cousins ​​Nefertari and Ernesta when it was true that she needed an excuse to meet her father for a much-needed insider exchange.

However, when she arrived at the mansion, she was annoyed because Mr. Aiden seems to be on a rampage, immediately leading her to his private office to vent about their failures to get rid of Michel.

"I can't believe it, damn it. He's a god-forsaken man. It's hard to kill this guy."


"Maybe we don't need to kill him." She sighed, leaning back on the sofa.

The frown on Mr. Aiden only deepens.


"What do you mean?"

Gwen rolled her eyes as she got up and walked over to her father, standing right in front of him, leaving only the desk between them.

"I mean maybe we don't have to kill him to get what we want, father. At least not immediately."

Mr. Aiden finished his drink and reached into a drawer to pull out one of his cigars, lighting it up.

"And how are we going to do that?"

There was a glint of evil in Gwen's eyes as she circled her desk and jumped onto the surface to sit on it, elegantly crossing her legs.

"What we need is to find his Achilles heel."

"Achilles Heel."

She nodded.

"His weakness, Dad. And luckily, I think I've found it."

Mr. Aiden rotated his chair to get a better look at his daughter as he watched her curiously.

"Say it, honey."

Gwen smirked.

"Remember the nurse we hired? Fanny? Michel seems to have developed feelings for her."

Leader Davies slowly sat up in his chair and immediately put his cigar in the ashtray.

"Michel has what?"

Gwen's satisfied smile widened.

"Exactly. I noticed that at that dinner party we had a couple of weeks ago and when I asked Carlos about it, he didn't deny it. He even said he felt found their relationship very different. The fact that she wasn't Michel's normal type and that she was acting strange made me think there might be real feelings involved."

Mr. Aiden let out a loud laugh, clapping his hands together while his face was gloating.

"A girl? This is too easy. Oh my god, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Gwen laughs with her father.

"At first, I couldn't believe we would have such luck. I mean, this whole time I've been looking for a loophole to attack Michel while all this time, his weakness. I was right in front of me, but I didn't know it before."

Mr. Aiden happily got up from his seat and went to get two new glasses, filling them with some expensive wine.

"This requires a celebration." He chuckled, going back to stand next to Gwen, who had just slipped off the table to get her a drink.

They held up their drinks and grinned at each other.

"Let's toast. To finally get what we want."

"Congratulations."

---

"We had the best time. And of course, I gave you all a little something." Audrey smiled as she looked around the table, her dimples showing in excitement.

"You definitely need a break before you have that little rug keeping you awake at night, boss." Carlos chuckled before shoving a piece of spicy noodles into his mouth.

Vengo glared back at him for a moment until he decided to put down his fork.

"When did you and Gwen finally add to our family? You've been married for two years and we should definitely make sure our bloodline doesn't end with us." Vengo replied back.

Michel had to resist the urge not to look for Charles there.

He's sure his mafia brother probably thinks the same way he does, that Gwen isn't pregnant yet because she certainly won't.

Carlos chuckled awkwardly at the comment, quickly wiping his mouth in response.

"I know... we don't want to hit you and Audrey with a punch."

"It's all about time, boss." Gwen smiled sweetly at Vengo and reached for her wine glass there to lift it toward Audrey as if to toast her.

Looking up from his plate, Michel quickly glanced around the table and saw Fanny quietly picking up her food, apparently not as hungry as he was.

She wore a gorgeous off-the-shoulder satin dress while her hair was elegantly pinned up, revealing her glamorous neckline and collarbone.

She completely took his breath away, keeping him from even following the rest of the heated conversation they all seemed to be having around the dining table.

Finally, Andy's voice brought Michel back as he spoke directly to Michel, nudging Michel in the shoulder when he didn't respond to Andy.

"What?"

"I'm asking if tomorrow will you still go with Carlos and me to the location in a river?"

Michel wants to kill Andy for talking business at the table.

They were supposed to meet outsiders for the drug trade tomorrow and needed all the cover they could get their hands on.

He knows they took a risk when Carlos talked to Gwen when they were alone, but they couldn't be sure and this just made it too easy.

He resisted a comment and took a deep breath so as not to look too angry.

"Uh, I'll come. But we'll discuss the details later. In the office." He added the last part with a slightly sharper voice than he wanted.

---

After divulging the specifics of the next day, Carlos finally crept into bed beside his wife, entangled his long legs with her as he half-lied on top of her, and started kissing her neck.

Gwen laughs, putting away the magazine she flipped through a second ago.

"What are you doing?"

Carlos bit into her earlobe, nuzzling behind her ear before he whispered in it.

"Foreplay. It's often called the act before the main event, which means sex." He playfully explained, reaching down to lift her leg.

But Gwen gently stopped him as she held the document in place.

"Not tonight, honey. It's that time of the month."