Well, Asa and I shared a look before following behind, silently. As for Harper, she wasn't even in the room. Maybe she had already found something more interesting to keep herself busy. " Did you know that Ford was father's brother?" Mom didn't even wait for the door to be locked before she asked
Yara. " Besides, Mr Ford, the Ford Patriarch is your uncle, didn't you know, Mr Tates?" Mike asked, his eyes strained suspiciously at my father. Well, he didn't even give him the chance to respond before he continued. " Mr Ford is your father's brother. That makes him your uncle. But for some
Yara. " The fight that you got into years ago?" My mom asked, pity painting her features as she looked at his pale face. "That fight was arranged by the Fords. The man you got into a fight with? he was paid by the Fords to provoke you." " Then, you ended up with a court case, which, obvious
Yara. It was like he was mortified and curiosity coursed through my veins as I inched closer, trying to take a closer look at the screen's contents. Well, it was nothing serious, actually. It was just a small girl, around the age of seven, cute and babbly, playing with some clay, and next to he
Yara " And why should I tell you?" He asked, a smirk tagging at the corners of his lips. " She is pretty. Maybe if you let me have a good time with her, I might change my mind. He whispered, his gaze strained my way, literally undressing me with his eyes and his lecherous gaze made my skin craw
Yara. " Besides, I am filing for a divorce. " I informed, and shock painted their features as my words sank in. I guess that came as a surprise, but to me? Well, it was even more surprising. It was just about a year after Bryce and I registered our marriage, and although the circumstances were ag