Blaise Taylor Parents Novels & Stories

Across the room, my mother's sobs echoed. Then came the voice that still haunted my dreams—Lawrence Taylor, my fiancé, heir to the Taylor family. "Claire," he sighed, "I know you're jealous of Vanessa. She can be...spoiled sometimes. But this isn't funny anymore. It's gone too far. Tell us where she is." His words cut deeper than my father's rage. We'd been childhood sweethearts. I still remembered seven-year-old Lawrence making me a ring from weeds, promising to marry me one day. When I was away from home, I'd cried every night imagining his pain.

“Oh, great. Thanks so much!” Soon, I found myself standing in front of a modest house with a well-tended garden. The neighbor introduced me to Dr. Blaise, an elderly man with a kind and gentle disposition. After a brief exchange, Dr. Blaise invited me inside his cozy, book-lined office. “Mr. Blaise, thank you for meeting with me,” I began. “I’m looking into the Stanford family, particularly Henry and Julia. I’ve heard you were their therapist.” Dr. Blaise nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, I worked with them many years ago. They were seemingly normal on the outside, but troubled inside. They lacked love and self-worth due to their upbringing.”

" Queenie and I were confused. Did anyone ever use that term anymore? "I did some investigation. Jasmine's mother was a classmate of the heir of the Taylor family. She gave birth to Jasmine before she graduated from university. Her mother thought that she would become rich and successful. "But the Taylors looked down on her status. When they learned about her and Jasmine's existence, they found a suitor for the heir within a month and forced them to get married. Jasmine's mother carried her in her arms and confronted the Taylors but was kicked out.

“Charlie is a King! Her father is Adrian King, the CEO of King’s Enterprises and ACE Construction company. Taylor, you did not just date a wealthy girl. You are dating a billionaire heiress!” Taylor’s parents gasped, whereas Tristan said, “Cool!” On the other hand, Taylor hissed. He shook his head and remarked, “No wonder she can’t cook.” *** Later that night, Taylor was with Charlie in her bedroom. They were both tired, so they quickly got under the covers. Before falling asleep, Taylor suddenly said, “Babe, you are a billionaire, huh?” “Mmmm. Yeah,” Charlie confirmed. “Okay.” Taylor paused before saying, “I’ll say it now—I refuse to be a trophy husband!”

I chuckled, “You are seriously risking your own safety if you don’t. I’m telling you this out of concern for all of you. I can have my mother speak with you, if you like. She will be helping me train them all. The only reason Blaise isn’t coming with us is because his dad is a warlock. He’s been training to use his magic since he was old enough to talk. But he will be coming to the house next week because it’s going to be mine and Linden’s birthdays. We are having a birthday party for each of us. I have decided that all my siblings are always going to be welcome in my home, and Elliot feels the same way. Our brother, Max, is moving in with us because his adopted parents kicked him out as soo

Frustrated, because that wasn’t at all what he’d wanted to know, he could only say, “Tell me about them.’ - Her smile widened and he saw genuine affection flood her face. ‘Actually, Taylor’s my half-brother but we tend to forget that. His father died when he was only a little boy of four or five. When he was eight, our mother married again and she and Dad had me.’ ; ‘That must have been hard on your brother.’ She looked startled. ‘Why?’ ‘To be supplanted.’ ‘Tay didn’t seem to feel that way. He was my champion from my very first memory. Our parents gave the two of us a wonderful childhood. Perfect, I’d say, and I’m pretty sure he’d agree.’ He laughed, wondering if she heard the bitterness he

Zayden said. "That's exactly my point, sir. We know that the late Miss Taylor's father was a money-mad man. They will try to separate you and Miss Olivia; that's why Miss Chaesa went straight to Miss Olivia and made her decide whether to go ahead with the marriage or not," Clif said.

“Introduce me to your friend.” Blaire straightened, feeling a flicker of nerves as Damien introduced her. Mr. Smith’s gaze lingered on her for a moment, his expression unreadable, before he offered her a polite nod. “Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Taylor. Who are your parents? I mean your family must have a name.” “The pleasure is mine, well….” Blaire replied but was immediately interrupted by Damien, “ The Taylor family are great business people,” he replied. Blaire managed a polite smile nodded.

He can't believe that he had to be serious for this. "Seventeen years ago, Barbie and I were at the Liu Residence when you were born," Blaise started. He could remember how 2-year old Barbie and Lucian played with him when they heard a sound of a crying baby from the other room. "Your parents were travellers of... certain origin. Your mother died giving birth while your father left at night and didn't leave names for you to find." Blaise turned to her. "So, Mrs. Liu decided to raise you as their child."