Bianca Lawson Parents Novels & Stories

Bianca took a plate from the racks of plates before dropping some cookies on it before placing the two cups of hot coffee on the tray. She trudged towards his office. Bianca was about to pull the door open when she heard the voice of her boss's visitor telling him things that were related to her. Bianca's legs went weak as she eavesdropped on their conversation. "Bianca Ferguson has no criminal record sir, her mother and elder sister are dead. She is left with her sick father, sister, and elder sister's daughter." The voice came.

"Did I tell you to ditch your wife? Did I beg you to spend on me? Nathan's got more assets. If I spent it all saving you, we'd be broke. You want me starving with you?" Nolan just stared, voice shaking. "You never cared about money. When my parents died and I had nothing, you begged your parents to take me in. You never asked for anything. You just stayed with me. When did you turn into this?" Bianca rolled her eyes. "I didn't think you were this dumb. Yeah, your parents died—but there was still an inheritance. When my parents became your guardians, they controlled it. "Too bad you were useless and couldn't lock it down. If Serena hadn't shown up, you'd have been shipped off and dealt with a

She clenched her fist before she spoke. Bella let out a chuckle and looked at her like she was a complete fool. "Oh, Auny May... It feels so good to see that you are very foolish. My Mom made sure my father would never be able to transfer ownership of their business and if you've also forgotten then, I have to remind you. My father started this company with my mother's money. Weren't you aware?" Bella ran a finger down May's face and said.

She looked at Gama, hoping he could find the correct answer. "My grandson, Load Featherston, likes Sierra, Mother must know that, right?" Gama asked. "Load Featherston? Are you serious, Sierra?" Barbara quickly denied it. "And don't think it's you, Gama. Come on, don't dream too far if you think you can get that billionaire Load Featherston. I'm truly disgusted to hear it." "Whatever you want to say, Sister Barbara. If you think Jordan bought it, okay, Jordan bought it, I don't want to argue anymore about who bought this house," Sierra, who had decided to give in after the argument, even though she had to disappoint Gama.

“He’s here.” I glanced up, confusion flickering across my face. “Who?” Before the maid could answer, the door opened wider, and a man stepped inside. I recognized him immediately. Mr. Mike, the family lawyer. Henry and I exchanged a glance, and the reality of what was about to happen hit me all over again. This wasn’t just about Grandma’s sickness. This was the end. The official passing of everything—her legacy, her estate, her life. The lawyer approached the bed with a somber expression, holding a folder under his arm. “I’m sorry to intrude,” he said quietly, “but it’s time.”

When they notice me, Tristan breaks off with a muttered curse, while Kaius turns with that same cold amusement. “This is Bianca Deveraux’s place. Her parents own half the resort chains on the coast. Don’t get sloppy drunk. Don’t embarrass the Windsor name. Don’t hang on us. Don’t use our name to get shit. Act like a whore and we toss you out on your ass. Tristan says your mom was a hooker. Don’t try that here.”

By the time the evening news rolled in, the Garcia family name was dragged along with the Lawsons, drenched in a pit-hole scandal. My family name only got involved because Elizabeth was married to my father. Aside from that, most of the crimes were committed by her and her younger brother, John Lawson. I had known about how she kept her gallery running for a long time, but I never paid attention to it since my father didn’t care either. But now, I’m going to use it against her. Stock prices crashed. Investors pulled out. Partnerships dissolved, and her exhibition for the following month was on the verge of cancellation—all in one night.

Anyone who willingly spent time with Brandy couldn't be too bright. My family name was indeed Reed, but it was the same Reeds who owned the Reed Group. Why would I need to pursue some nepo baby? "Is this woman mentally ill?" Dawn frowned. "Should I have someone find out who she is?" "No." I opened my computer and kept my voice calm. "She's my ex-boyfriend's mother." Dawn opened her mouth, then wisely decided not to ask. - Over the next three days, I received five more screenshots.

The same way Bianca had claimed that she simply spoke to the manager of that company and pleaded with him until they cleared the $73 billion debt, what more could Zoey accomplish? She was the daughter of a billionaire family. A family whose influence stretched far beyond what Bianca could ever dream of. If Bianca had somehow managed to convince someone to clear a $73 billion debt, then Zoey, with the power and connections of the Raven family behind her, should have no problem convincing a company to withdraw a lawsuit. The thought was still running through my head when Mother suddenly snapped her fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Richard!” I blinked and looked at her.

I wasn’t going to offer any more detail at that moment. “So, what kind of school is this?” I asked in an attempt to change the subject and get the focus off me and my past. It worked as they all went into who they were and what they did. Bianca was a foreign diplomat’s child. Liam and Kandace were siblings, children of two of Hollywood’s biggest names. Charlotte was also the child of a big actor. Travis was an actor himself, as were Cloe and Spencer. The school was known for its powerful, rich, and famous students.