Novel & Cerita Cassie Father

"I don't know you well enough to decide." "Fair." Adrian gestured to the chairs. "Please sit. Mom made cookies. They're terrible but she tried." "I'll make coffee," Sophie said, disappearing into the kitchenette. We sat. Adrian kept his focus on Hope. "How much do they let you know?" he asked her. "About what my father did?" "Enough. He killed people. Hurt my mom. Tried to keep her prisoner." "Does that scare you? That I'm his son?" "Should it?"

“I’d be silly to expect any less from you. You’re your father’s daughter after all.” She slips her arms around me and gives my shoulder a light squeeze. “Ready to talk about Tristan now? How was your birthday party?” I gulp. I might be tough but certain things weaken my resolve and make me want to puke - like talking about my ex-boyfriend. Mom’s questions are all the signs I need to know that she’s not aware of our breakup- maybe Dad too. “I trust you’re in the mood for some grilled filet mignon with truffle butter?” Dad intones as he walks into the room.

Having a family was impossible for him. “Er, Sean. Forgive me for being a smartass.” Sean finally said, “I only have a mom.” “What are you talking about? There's no way you don't have a father. You can exist in the world also thanks to your dad. You ....” Felix stopped talking and did not continue his words. He was suddenly tongue-tied and realized he was speaking in a language that would be difficult for a five-year-old to understand. “I'm sorry.” That was all he could say.

I rub my forehead and Bianca laughs. I've even forgot we were on an phone call. "Don't give the kids a hard time, Cassie. I'll call you all later, okay?" She says and they all yell love kisses to the phone. "Mummy is it true that we're going to New York this Saturday?" Alessio asks. "Uhm, I'll be going to New York. Not all of us." I say, chuckling. "But didn't you say that Daddy is in New York and one day we'll all go and visit him there?" Ethan questions with a frown.

“Good. Now get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. We still need to get your money, we still need to get your supplies, and we still need to figure out how to get you out of that house.” Cassie smiled through her tears. “Thank you. For everything.” “Don’t thank me yet. Thank me when you’re free. Now go to bed. I’ll text you in the morning.” Cassie closed her eyes, allowing herself one small moment of hope. Then her phone buzzed again. She reached for it, expecting another message from Maya. It wasn’t Maya, It was her father. Her phone lit up with a message from her father. She read it once. Twice. Her jaw tightened.

'' My dad is a superman'' Cassie commented '' sure he is'' her mom said '' You talk like baby girls, ain't you ashamed?'' He asked with a blush on his cheeks '' I love you'' They felt blush on their cheeks too ''we love you too dad'' ...................... Cassie hurried to meet her friends outside, ''hey guys'' ''Cassie'' they called happily ''What took you so long?'' Jay Addison asked her ''It wasn't easy convincing mom, but dad is always active'' she said romantically and kissed Jay.

I steal a glance at Drew, it must be awkward for him too but he just shrugs. “I’m sorry father, it won’t happen again” she says with a rush. Father was not letting it go “You seem so close him than any employee we’ve ever had…” Cassie nods, oblivious to the way Drew tensed beside me. “And why is that?” father asks, put it to him to notice the most absurd things. Although Cassie’s behaviour so far required questioning if I was her father or her husband, thank God I was neither. “Nothing” she states “I’m just very fond of him that’s all” she doesn’t even hide the fact that she’s blushing as she speaks of me.

The driver got back in and drove to the house. When they arrived, the driver escorted Cassie to her father's study. Her father was seated behind his desk. The driver stepped aside and let Cassie enter the study alone. He closed the door behind her and waited outside. "Hello Daddy," she said but there was no response. Just then the door opened. Her mother, Bridget walked in alongside Trent and Misty. "What are the doing here?" she asked her father. "Cassie, we need to talk," her father said.

"My sweet boy, why won't you just tell him you're in trouble?" "She's my mom, Cassie. If I can just-" "You want to save them both, well of course you do," she said, looking at him with a mother's eyes. "I can do it, can't I, Mama Cassie?" he asked her, his eyes shimmering like the first time she met him. (21 years ago) Cassie had been having a hard time with James at school. He had been fighting with the other kids at school, who kept telling him that he didn't have a father. The tantrums and the outbursts were getting worse.

"He what?" Dom's voice was dangerously quiet. Cassie paced the length of his office, heels clicking against the hardwood. She'd driven straight back from her father's house, fury burning through her veins the entire way down. "Dad showed a proposal he claimed belonged to Marcus," Cassie said, completely upset. "I am afraid it had better terms and a higher share value. And when I asked what Marcus wanted in return, he said he couldn't disclose it because it's business."