The next day Kikki was released from the hospital, and besides having to have her food put through a blender she was pretty content.
When she got to work Elliot was with the other girls, they seemed rather concerned about something.
"I can't believe she'd do something like this." Said Zoey.
"That's what Elliot and I thought, but it's true." Wesley told them.
Kikki looked and what they were staring at, sure enough…just like Htarw had said a Xeroxed copy of Renee's new contract, and the letter of resignation from Café Mew. The letter read:
Dear Co-Workers and Ex-bosses,
I write to you this letter because I feel if I were to say this to you directly you'd try to get me to reconsider, but my resolve is my own and it is final.
I won't admit that I enjoyed being a Mew-Mew, or serving customers here and having a boss who seemed so frigid in his reasons.
But I will admit that though it was a pleasure being your friend, but I'm straying from why I write this…so let me get back on track. Warren Jackson, the saint that he is has offered me a chance to get back in the spotlight…and I feel as now he knows my secret he will be able to keep me safe. Though I know you may think I'm turning my back on the team, I remind you that our friendship—no matter how far apart my reborn star career takes me, will always be constant.
For now I leave you with this, Zoey…you and Mark make a cute couple, stay with it and it should work out. Corina…you're a talented ballet dancer; keep at it and who knows, the world may come to embrace you one day. Bridgette…You're possibly the smartest person Warren and I know, I'm adding in Warren's advice for you, and I quote: 'Keep up with school work, and maybe you'll get into a college that'll appreciate that wonderful mind of yours.' Unquote.
And last but not least Kikki…Warren and I both admit you're the most energetic if not 'crazy' as Warren puts it, we've ever met. Warren thinks you'd make a great entertainer one day.
These are the words of encouragement we leave you with, good luck.
Love,
Renee Roberts and Warren Jackson
Then they looked at the contract, it'd been signed both by Renee and her new manager Warren.
"Warren's her manager? Su-SPIC-ous." Corina commented.
"Yeah I mean Warren hasn't even gone to law school or anything like that…so how does he hope to be Renee's manager?" Bridgette asked.
"I don't know…I mean all we know about the guy is that he's been a loner since 14," Zoey told them.
"Well I for one think Warren's making a bad move, we have to convince her to come back." Elliot told them.
"If they knew who Warren really was then we could stick it to him." Kikki thought to herself. But then she remembered what Htarw had told her, "I'll even have somebody spying on you to make sure you don't… and the moment you think it's safe to say word to one of your friends…you blab…you die."
"Well we know where she lives, tomorrow we'll go visit her and try and convince her." Said Zoey.
"Yeah I mean she said that she's still one of our friends, and to say the least I think we've befriended Warren…so who knows, maybe he'll be willing to let us see her." Bridgette added.
Meanwhile Renee and Warren were getting ready to meet with the company that Warren had gotten the contract from, Warren looked at her face, "Are you nervous?" he asked with concern.
"A little…I mean it's been awhile since I was back in the spotlight." Renee told him.
Warren smiled a bit and said, "Don't worry about it…we're just going to converse over the contract see if we have our deal straight, in other words if anyone has to take the heat, it'll be me."
"Yeah, but we are talking about my future." Renee reminded him.
"You mean our future…remember, I got you the contract." Warren reminded her back, sounding a bit stern.
"Yeah I know that, I'm sorry." Renee said as the limo pulled up, Warren opened the door for Renee and she got in. Then he stepped inside and closed the door behind himself and the limo drove off.
When the limo pulled up along the sidewalk Warren took one look at the building in front of him and opened the door saying, "We're here."
He helped Renee out of the limo, Renee took one look at the building, "20th floor is where we have to go, and I suggest the elevator." Warren told her.
When they got up there Warren went up to the secretary's desk and said, "A Mr. Jackson and Ms. Roberts to see Mr. Lafayette, I believe we have an appointment set up."
The secretary checked her computer for a minute then said, "Here we are…yep, now just take a seat out here, I'll tell him you're here."
About 5 minutes later a middle aged man in a grayish-black business suit came out and shook hands with Warren, "Ah, Mr. Jackson…and the young lady right nest to you must be Renee Roberts, I wasn't really expecting you to see me this soon." Mr. Lafayette told them both.
"Well two reasons guide this, one: Renee's been on a remarkable road to recovery, all that's left of her injuries are a few internal ones, minor I tell you…and two: some business men, I'm very efficient."
"I can see that." Mr. Lafayette said dryly. "Here let's step inside my office and we'll see if you got the facts straight."
As they walked behind him Warren said, "Trust me sir, I've read the contract several times over…so don't think you can give me the slip."
Once in his office Warren asked, "Now as part of the contract I'm sure you remember the package deal?"
"Yes I about it quite well, we discussed this a few times already, not that I don't want to go over it again…it's just—." Mr. Lafayette started to say.
"Wait, what package deal?" Renee asked.
Warren looked at her and then said, "Mr. Lafayette…could you be so honorable as to answer her question."
"Quite," Mr. Lafayette said as he cleared his throat, "Now Miss Roberts…as I'm sure you're aware that the life of a model, especially one as young as yourself can be very rigorous and demanding, Mr. Jackson was fortunate enough the see this dilemma and help us devise a system as to make sure you don't get too stressed out, every month you'll receive a business envelope containing a few choice deals we have for you, marked as 'Package A', 'Package B' and so forth."
"So I basically get to pick what photo-shoots I want to do?" Renee asked.
"That's the idea, but the packages will also contain things like party invites and certain other things." Warren told her.
"And you two were the geniuses behind it?" She asked again.
"Well more so Mr. Jackson's idea, he just wanted to make sure you could find some time to come back here and relax." Mr. Lafayette told her.
"Yeah, I mean the last thing I'd want to see on the five o'clock news is that you got arrested for having a mental, if not emotional break down." Warren said to her.
"Gee thanks." Renee said flatly.
Warren cocked an eyebrow and asked, "Were you being sarcastic with me?"
"No…no." Renee responded. "It's just…I knew you were going out of your way to do this, but I didn't think you'd go this far."
"I just want to make sure I can make this transition as painless as possible for you." Warren told her.
"Well Mr. Jackson since you read the contract over so well, I guess it'll be your job to fill Miss Roberts in on any other things she'll have questions about." Mr. Lafayette told him, Warren nodded, "I'll clue her in as things come along." Warren told him, they shook hands again and left.
"Other things, like what?" Renee asked him.
"Well, since there've been a few uninvited guests upon your property…Mr. Lafayette thought it necessary to have security officers posted at the front gate and patrolling the outside of the house." Warren told her, Renee looked as if she didn't like the idea, Warren then said, "I remind you that that tin-woodsman Htarw unexpectedly and quite rudely invited himself into the house and your room just to talk with you, if you're asking me you're lucky that's all he wanted to do…considering situation matter, and then remember that he had me kid-napped so he could get to you. In such situations Mr. Lafayette and I have taken this as a cautionary step towards safety for both you and your manager, i.e. me."
"Makes sense." Said Renee.
And with that behind them they both went home, Warren/Htarw then looked out the window away from Renee, and with an evil smile on his face he thought, "And so comes to pass the first event that'll break the Mews once and for all."