Central Cee Father Novels & Stories

Slowly, her mood and strength were improving. As far as Alden knew, the relationship between his father and the art teacher was going smoothly. When he went to Slovenia to pick up his son, he saw it for himself. His father showed Celeste a level of attention he had never seen before. Saying it was the same as what he did with other women would be a lie. His father had always been discreet in some matters, especially in love, but now, with Celeste, he seemed genuinely committed and happy.

That day, he let her cry, he stood there, soothing her. __ Just a few months ago, Zoey was here with her daughter, seated on her favorite chair sipping tea and biscuits. Within a few months, she was still back here in her father's study room with Dexter and Rafael eating biscuits while sipping black tea. In the past few weeks, it looked clear as though her father had aged a lot, dark circles under his eyes, his strength seems weak, from learning he had a son to the point of his wife threatening them. Life doesn't go well.

“My dear … actually ….” Steffany was about to say something to Alejandro, but Cedric cut her off. “Mom, I trust that Dad's decision is right. Maybe he wants to follow Diego Lorenzo’s example — letting his own son marry an ordinary woman.” Steffany frowned. “What are you talking about? What does the Lorenzo family have to do with this?” she asked curiously. Cedric chuckled lightly. “Sorry, I guess I’m rambling,” he said with a casual tone, showing no remorse. But he noticed the slight change in his father’s expression when he mentioned Regis Lorenzo’s wife.

“Anyone knows who Edgar Langham is.” Celine's eyeballs rolled in annoyance. “Continue your story, I'm still waiting for the last part.” This remark was responded by a laugh from Edgar. “Don't you realize who you're talking to?” At first, Celine's eyes had returned to studying the file given by Edgar. But hearing the question just now made Celine raise her gaze and stare intently at the figure of her interlocutor. “The former President of Centralia,” Celine said casually. “Well, I lost the argument with you.” Edgar raised his hands in surrender. “I will pursue the truth about your father.”

He was just uncomfortable and didn't want to be uncomfortable when he was talking business with the old man. However, even there he saw two men looking kindly at him with smiles on their lips. Felix immediately turned to Andrew, "Is one of them Claire's father?" "Yes, Sir. Henry Michel, the CEO of this company," Andrew replied, confirming Felix's words. Next, Henry was seen approaching Felix who had just entered the large building area. "Welcome, Sir Felix." Henry greeted in a very friendly manner. Felix replied with a small nod without a smile. It wasn't that he didn't know how to return the greeting but Felix still didn't know how to behave to someone who could be the grandfather of the bo

He just doesn't know when to give me and wants to control every aspect of his children's life, that's why I left. "Could you just let me speak without you interrupting me?" I asked him in annoyance and he clicked his tongue in annoyance and shrugged. "Go ahead, what do you want to say?" My Father asked me curiously and I nodded with a smile. "This is the DNA test that proves that Lucy's son is my own." I told them as the maid took the DNA test from my hand and gave it to my Father. My Father had a displeased look on his face as he glared at the DNA test, he took a look at it , while my mother was peeping at it from beside him.

“He never does it.” I exhaled, grinning mischievously despite trying to keep a straight face. She wasn’t wrong however… Father wasn’t really known for openly expressing joy, not since Mother’s death. The sight of his face easing, his voice warming when he greeted Caleb… yes, even I had been struck by it. “That,” I said, nodding toward the entrance where we’d seen them embrace, “was Caleb Whitmore. Father’s Beta… His shadow, and his right hand. You can call him his brother in everything but blood.”

I was about to slip away before I was being held by my father. "Freya, I would like you to meet my friend, Levine Virtanen, the CEO of the Virtanen Empire. His empire was famous around Europe," my father started as the old man laughed. "Please, I have retired and my grandsons were doing the job for me. I am enjoying my day as a grandpa and great-grandpa," the old man said before he was looking at me. I smiled as I felt the chills down my bones. I don't think I like where this is going.

Not with Demetria, the one person who had always stood by her. Her lips parted slowly and her voice came out barely above a whisper. “The CEO…” There was a slight pause. “…is Shirley’s father.” Demetria's remaining smile faltered completely. Her eyes widened and she looked at Penny in disbelief. “What?”

If not, I will look like a servant walking behind my dashing father like this. After many turns and stairs, they finally entered the golden door with a name carved on the door, Headmaster Kirk, it said. Cent thought her father would knock, only to drop her jaws when he blew it up with his infernal green flame. Oh, right, he is a demon lord for a reason. Timidly walking behind her great demon father, Cent hid behind him, afraid that the Headmaster was fuming from what her father did. But a warm voice laughed. “Zel, my friend!”