Michel couldn't bear to talk to anyone after Mr. Aiden.

He needs something to still give him hope.


Just anything can get him there and convince him he'll manage to get her back.

He doesn't know why or how, but somehow he finds himself standing in the middle of Fanny's room, staring ahead as the pressure in his chest continues to mount, invasive and painful twisting everything inside of him.

The room looks the same.


Nothing seemed out of place as if she was still living with them, her clothes and scent still lingering everywhere.

He ran his hand through a few things, traced the spines of some of her books and bed sheets, without thinking twice, opened the nightstand drawer, immediately facing a folded piece of paper with his name on it.


His heart stopped when he saw it, realizing that she had to write this before she left.

Frantically, and with a gasp, he took the paper and unfolded it without hesitation.

Michel,

I'm not sure if you've ever seen this note but I guess it's worth a shot.

I hope you're not crazy about how I left. I know you have reason to arrange things for my safety, but please understand that I cannot stay here anymore.

I'm sure a lot of people won't understand what's going on between us, and I still have a hard time understanding it myself, but I think it all comes down to this.

Although I know what I felt for you and I have accepted who you are, I have now also understood that certain circumstances and situations cannot be overcome no matter how strong the feelings may be. where.

That's why I want to tell you that I'm not upset with you. I can't, it simply won't be true.

I guess what happened is that you just grasped reality better than me.

While I was busy romanticizing our situation and trying to force a relationship, you saw who we all really were.

And I can see that now.

Sometimes, love is not enough, right?

Putting this fact aside and pretending that we're right for each other is going to end badly, so I guess it's good that you made me realize that.

In any case, please trust me when I say I won't cause trouble for you and your family.

I love you and will keep all your secrets as if they were my own.

Take care of yourself and don't get hurt.

Fanny

Michel crumbled the paper in his hand as his entire body trembled with anger.

He chased her away.

With a loud growl coming from the depths of his chest, he grabbed the bedside table and lifted it with rage to throw it against a nearby wall, broken parts flying everywhere.

And he didn't finish.

The next couch, her pillow, the shelf, her clothes.

In his desperation, Michel continued to completely trash the place, even as Charles, Andy, and even Vengo and Carlos ran over after they heard the noise.

But they know better than to make him stop.

Instead, they all looked at him speechless as he continued to break, ruin, and destroy everything in his way.

---

Two weeks passed.

Kieran and Bellamy immediately rose from their seats when they saw Michel enter, closely followed by Kaylin, who quickly closed the door behind them.

This wasn't the first time the four had met, but she insisted on meeting on neutral ground, in what was temporarily a reserved room in the Plaza Hotel.

Stripping his shade, Michel looked at the two Davies members, seeing them bow respectfully before allowing them to sit.

"So what do you have?" He sat down, reached into his coat pocket for a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and stretched.

"We've tried to talk to as many Davies as possible without raising any suspicions. No one seems to know anything about any dealings with Phoenix. I don't think Mr. Aiden has anything to do with anything. anyone in our family." Bellamy explained, looking over to Kieran to continue for him.

"I think he is waiting to take over your territory first so that any Davies member has no choice but to submit. Tell them in advance, Mr. Aiden will risk that they will betray him and come to you first."

Kaylin went to the minibar to pour Michel a drink, which he accepted with a nod as Bellamy took over again.

"Anyway, we've been tracking his movements. He's been in hotels a lot lately, but he's also traveled to four different locations mostly outside of our territory. Two of them are confirmed as neutral bases, but we're not sure about the other two. We believe they may belong to Phoenix."

"And have any of you been to either of those places?" Michel kept their gazes so penetrating that they were afraid to respond quickly.

Kieran shook his head, feeling cold sweat forming in his palms. "Are not." He admitted.

"But not because we don't want to." Bellamy quickly added, hoping not to irritate Michel. "We just thought it might be unwise. If we followed Mr. Aiden there and it actually became Phoenix territory, he would immediately suspect us. So instead In that, we came up with another plan - with Kaylin."

Michel frowned as he shot at the only woman in the room with a questioning look before turning his head back to the two men in front of him.

He was suspicious of Davies's involvement after what happened to Gwen.

But Kaylin assured him that Bellamy and Kieran were trustworthy and after talking to them himself, he didn't agree 100%, but he felt a little more comfortable.

"I'm listening." He nodded curtly for them to continue.

This time, however, it was Kaylin who stepped up to speak.

"I have a contact person in Phoenix. He is a regular at a house playing opponents. One of my best friends who works there was able to give me his details. So I'll pretend to be an employee there and get close. He may have information about the deal with Mr. Aiden or her position."