Bruce Wayne Is Marinette's Biological Father の小説・ストーリー

Henry was using the project as leverage over Ethan. If he couldn't press Ethan, he'd have to press Howard instead. "Look, Henry, our families have always been close. Your grandfather and Ethan's grandfather were comrades-in-arms, bonded by brotherhood. It's only natural that our families work closely together," Howard spoke with a smile, his interest in the Boston mining venture evident. "Ethan, Henry is Justin's biological father. Hand the kid over to him." Howard's words darkened the faces of the Brown family to an extreme, especially Zelda's.

Perhaps we still belonged in different worlds, and my mother and I were just fishes out of the water. My mind wandered even further as I looked out of the glass elevator at the view passing us by rapidly. I told myself once again that it couldn’t possibly be true; the rumors were probably not true. There were rumors that the Wayne Corporation was involved in illegal business, but that wasn’t the worst of all rumors. There had been rumors for years now, circulating without stop, that the Wayne Corporation was actually a mafia syndicate in disguise. If that were true, then that meant that the Wayne family was also a mafia family. I glanced over at Rowan, who was dressed in a very expensive sui

“The Moonjoys stole two babies from our pack! They might have stolen her too. And… The side of her face without scars… They look so alike…” “No!” Wayne threw me to the ground so he could run to his father, this time not furious, but disturbed “No, Dad! Don’t let them do this to you! Don’t let them take advantage of our pain to deceive you like this!” He grabbed Garrett by the shoulders “I know you wanted our family to be whole again, but… You saw the bodies. You smelled their scents…” His voice broke “You know it’s impossible.”

"His middle son, the one between them—his name was Cael. He was nineteen when your mother left. He was—" "My father," I said. "Yes." The silence that followed was very complete. I sat in it and processed: my father had been Marcus Blackwood's son. That made Dominic and Rafe my—not brothers, the bond made that impossible in any meaningful sense—but half-brothers. Related by blood in a way that had no clear social template, that complicated the mate bond in ways I hadn't anticipated, that explained, with sudden terrible clarity, why Mara had been so careful with her words.

I watched him come, expression unchanged. “You missed Levante’s succession because of me,” I noted calmly. “I hope you avoided making too much of a mess. He dislikes interruptions.” Martin’s lips curved into a thin smile that did not reach his eyes. “You talk too much when you are unsettled. But let us return to the matter at hand.” He stopped beside the bed and looked down at me. “This percentage means my father had certain indiscretions outside his marriage. He fathered a daughter in Falcon City. That daughter gave birth to you.”

"What a coincidence," Bruce continued. "The disaster struck on Children's Day. I came early that morning, planning to take my son out for the day, and then…" There was no need to finish the sentence. They had been trapped there ever since. A thought stirred in Ray's mind, and everything suddenly made sense. He now understood why an assassin had been sent after Bruce. Bruce had an illegitimate son. Of course he'd want to pass Gemini Real Estate to his son. But would his wife's family ever agree to that?

“Do you even realize you’re both on the radar of the Byers family?” Luthor’s expression remained indifferent. He knew about this but only Rose was clueless about a certain family being on her tail and looking for her. “Is that supposed to concern us?” Luthor was the one who asked lazily. John frowned. “How do you plan on protecting the people around you if you don’t even know who they are?” Rose’s eyes shifted slightly at that. John didn’t wait for an answer before he continued speaking. “Branson is one of the direct bloodline members of the Byers family,” he explained. “He’s also Bryan’s uncle.”

Belinda's child was gone? So that's why Wayne was so furious, and why he had gone after the driver responsible for the accident? Scarlett felt no affection for her half-brother, Adrian, as it was because of him that her parents' marriage had fallen apart. "Adrian, Andrew's illegitimate son." If Wayne Gray wanted to seek revenge, he could go ahead. "He won't escape the price he has to pay," Wayne said, sitting down beside her bed. "Anyway, your child is gone now. Just stay by my side."

He hadn’t bothered to investigate the fourth brother, and honestly, he didn’t care. “I don’t know,” he replied flatly. What Marcus didn’t realize was that his own son, Matt, had already made a name for himself in the hacking community. Matt was becoming a powerful figure in his own right, a rising star whose talents would one day surprise even the most skilled professionals. “I’d love to meet my sister-in-law someday,” Benson said suddenly, his voice laced with curiosity and amusement. Marcus rolled his eyes. The idea was laughable. “Not going to happen,” he muttered, shaking his head.

I said before I was cut off by Mari, slowly rising to her feet. “He walked into my biological father ordering me to return home. He stated that with me being the first born I would be better suited to take over with his preselected mate for me. I told him to fuck off. But he never did faire well when others would tell him off. So, he retaliated. He always has a contingency plan. The man was built on contingencies. He had one of his men pick up the children from school and daycare. Once he saw Marcus walk in he knew who he was related to.” Mari explained.