Novel-novel oleh rolandmarigold27

CHAPTER TEN: DOES JACOB HAVE ANOTHER SON?STACY “Mom!" I call out the instant I step into the house. “Mom, where are you?" She comes running downstairs, dressed in an expensive dress. Her hair and makeup is all done like she's attending some charity gala. Guess she's got to keep up the title of future Mrs Henderson. “Honey, is everything okay?" She asks, walking up to me with a concerned expression on her face. “You look mad. What is it? Talk to Mom." “Oh I'll talk to you alright." I snap. “How could you do something like that? How could you sell off the apartment, knowing fully well that's our only connection to father?" Her expression falls and she sighs. When I called her earlier, we didn't talk much. She sounded too busy to talk on the phone and had to hang up the call. I on the other hand was not the least satisfied with her answer so I came straight home." Stace,” she begins in her gentle voice. The one she uses whenever she thinks I need coaxing. " We're no longer living

STACY Josh steps back and folds his arms across his chest. “You know, you are pretty wet for someone who claims not to be interested in me." “I'm not wet for anyone!" I snap. “Stop making things up you psycho."He laughs. “I smell your arousal from here, and you were practically dripping on my hand earlier. If that's not arousal, I don't know what is." I'm about to say something, but he turns around and strolls away. With shaky hands and breath, I quickly adjust my dress and gather my books. I rush out of the library like my ass in one fire and settle in the lawn. I try to do some studying but it is all in vain as my head travels somewhere else. The man who approached me earlier. I want to dismiss it as just a weird rando, but something in me tells me it is more than meets the eye. My father didn't have any lawyers, at least none that I knew of. When he died, the bank took everything he owned as payment for some mortgage.If this lawyer guy is genuine like he expects me to believ

STACY " Uh, excuse me Sir I don't understand what you mean,” I tell the man standing before me. “As much as I knew my dad, he didn't have a lawyer." The man shakes his head, his expression pitiful. “There's much you don't know, little Stacy. Your father was a good friend of mine, and before he died, he had me draw up his will…" “Hey there girlie!" Nica’s voice from afar interupts whatever the man was saying. He freezes for a second, his body going pale, then he removes a piece of paper from his pocket and hands it to me. "I have to go.” He says, voice almost frightened. " But what about…”I'd love to stay and explain more, but I really have to go," he rushes out. “If I don't contact you in three days, contact the number on the paper and tell her who you are. She'll know what to do.” Without allowing me the chance to ask any further questions, he hurries away like someone's chasing him. I shrug and shove the paper into my bag. Nica jogs up to me, her ever present smile making he

STACY I wake up very early in the morning and quickly get ready for school. I head to the bathroom and in no time, I'm dressed in a red gown and matching slides. I pack my books into my bag and quietly make my way downstairs. It's still quite early so I'll head to Nika’s and we can head to school from there. I'm grateful she attends Preston, else my life would have been an official nightmare. I make my way downstairs and I'm about to open the main door and step outside when I'm stopped by a sickeningly familiar voice. " Sneaking off very early in the morning just to escape me?” He asks, his voice getting closer. " You must definitely be afraid of me.” He's getting close to me and I can't risk him getting hold of me so I step out of the door and hasten my footsteps. But luck isn't on my side today because he gets hold of my hand and spins me around. One second I'm running away from him, the next I'm pinned to the wall, his broad statue hovering over mine. His gaze rakes over my

JOSH I flip open my Zippo and light up my cigarette before proceeding to take a long drag. I lean back against my chair and shut my eyes. One face fills my subconscious. The same face that has filled my subconscious for the past three years. I remember the first time I saw her, all messed up from saving Bethany, yet the most beautiful person I've set eyes on. Something about her captured me then and I never let go. " The McPenny’s refuse to do any business with us if we associate with the Serbs. The Serbs are down for our offer and to me, they'll be preferable than the McPenny's,” Lukas, my best friend and right hand says. " And the Spanish?” " On board. They agreed to our terms and are willing to pull out their support from your father,” he says and a sly smile spreads across my lips. With the Serbs and the Spanish on our side, we're a step closer to overtaking my father. The old Henderson has held the reins for too long and it's time I take over. But for that I'm going to nee

Stacy My vision blurs and it's like everything in the universe is ganging up against me. How could he be my Stepbrother? “Hey there, little stepsister," he says with a smirk that grates on my nerves. Mom turns to me and takes both my hands in hers. “Stacy I know I haven't really been quite the good mother lately, but I promise to change okay? I know I'm asking too much from you, but just this once. Please?" I urge to tell her to fuck off, but she looked really happy when telling me about her new fiancee that it'll kill me to crush that. And that is how I seal my fate for the next year or more. After breakfast at our house, Jacob helps to pack all our things in his car. “I'll go with Jacob, you ride with your stepbrother," Mom says smiling sweetly. “What!" I protest, shaking my head. “No. Can't I just ride with you and Jacob, Mom?" Jacob steps forward and puts a hand on my shoulder. “Dear, you should take this chance to bond with your brother. You'll both be spending more time