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Bethany arched her eyebrows, confused as she followed the direction of Moira’s finger. She rolled her eyes. “Exactly!” She giggled. “It’s the exact words I told my parents when they passed this property to me.” She turned around. “It’s chilly here. Let’s get inside so you can get settled. I’m just waiting for you and my ride.” “Where are you going?” Theo asked, following her first. Bethany and I looked at each other in surprise. My best friend shrugged, advancing next to the main door. “Cory and I will go on a trip,” Moira answered, extending her hand to my eight-year-old son.

Mum's smile was polite but tight while dad raised a brow, telling me he was already sizing Lennox up. “It's a pleasure to meet you too,” Dad said politely, reaching out his hand for Lennox to shake. “I'm Lucas and this is my wife, Patience.” Mum didn’t move right away. Her gaze was fixed on him, scanning him as if trying to figure out what kind of person he was. “Will you keep staring at them like that?” Dad chuckled sensing the light tension. “Come on in. You both must be tired from the trip,” he added but mum still didn't utter a word, her eyes lingering on Lennox once more before she turned.

I say. "And how can I help?" asks my friend. " He wants to know Jordan's father's name." I say. "Is that all?" he asks. " For now, yes." I say. " Well, his father owns a multinational and international company, and his mother is an event organizer, not just any type of event. They're pretty rich and—” I cut her off. " Rebecca what are the names? She says soon." I speak without patience. " Jeremy Brenner and Suzan Mark Brenner." she says and I close my eyes.

“Hold on baby, why don’t your son introduce his visitor to us.” “Oh my goodness, Ezekiel— what did I teach you..” his mom said, already hitting him on his back as they both laughed it off. “Oh my bad, I should have done that earlier.” Ezekiel said, shoving his hand over to where his mom had just hit him. “Lauren please meet my dad Mr Lennox, number one business guru and my mom Matilda Lennox.” “Oh,” I smiled. “I'm Lauren, Lauren Wright.” I said. Their smiles were comforting as they led us to the living area. Champagne popped as it became a quick bonding over fresh wine.

The discovery was already making her dizzy and her palms moist before she even got the chance to find out. Mom Tessa sighed deeply and said, "Your biological parents are Richard Jones and Irish Brown; you also have an elder brother, Jacob Jones. You must have heard of the Jones family in New York."

Bethany She'd enjoyed the time with her mother, the older woman a beautiful reminder that hope and love could actually exist. Bethany climbed into her small, beat-up Honda after kissing her mom goodbye and getting excited about her upcoming graduation. She still hadn't let the fact that she would be graduating with her bachelor’s in accounting sink in. It was a huge accomplishment in itself—and even more so since she was the first in her family to do so.

It settled into a pale stillness, like he had stopped breathing. Lena walked toward me, unhurried. A small, deliberate smile touched her mouth. “Hey,” she said lightly. “It’s you. The nice lady from earlier.” She glanced back at him, then at me again. “Luca, this is June. Marlene’s mom. She helped me to my room when I was sick.” Her gaze held mine. The smile did not reach her eyes. “June, this is Luca.” She paused. Her hand came to rest on her lower stomach, gentle and claiming. “He’s the father of my baby.”

Elena said, stroking baby El's soft cheek. Lenore laughed happily. Although it had been a long time since she'd cared for a baby, she quickly got used to it. Besides, Soraya and her two sons were always fighting to help care for baby El. "Poor baby," Noah junior murmured. He looked at Lenore seriously. "Have you taken care of the birth certificate? And the other adoption paperwork?" "Yes, just finished yesterday," Lenore replied. "I listed Sharvee Wilbert Khan as her mother because I wanted her to still know her wonderful, loving mother."

EPISODE FIFTY SIX THEME: His entitlement MOON STONE FORTRESS AT THE PACK HOUSE: ALPHA CARL CHAMBERS "Hey mom!” Jaylen practically yelled from the door way, trying to make a silent emphasis for Gabriella and Claire to let him be. Meagan looked up from the bed where she had been caressing Carl's hair and a big smile spread on her face as their eyes locked. Before she could attempt to get up, Jaylen already took long strides and was hugging his parents.

I was certain that kid was his child. I continued to look at Jethro. Did he forget about me, too? I guessed. Everything connected to Lenos forgot about me—Leah, Nana Feling… I wouldn't wonder if Jethro couldn't remember me as well. I also saw some of Caren's teachers in St. Claire. I didn't find Abbie—his co-teacher who likes Lenos, in their group. "And of course, thank you, Daddy." Leah said as he looked at Lenos. She gave him a smile. "Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for always putting me first. Thank you for loving me like…like your own daughter…"