Charles Leclerc Parents นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"In fact, he took it very, very badly. He thought I was lying to him. And I don't blame him - we'd only met once before." I listen to her story with interest - while I remember the tabloids mentioning Rafe and Edie's pregnancy and subsequent marriage, there were a lot of details left out. Apparently this family knows how to protect some of their secrets. "My point is, he saw what was important in the end," she goes on. "And he's a better father than I ever could have imagined. He truly is a very good man. I don't know if you've had a chance to meet Charles and Giovanna, but they've raised all of their sons to be men of character. It just takes some of them a little time to find their way."

She never died and gave birth to his great-grandchildren! Ryan was already a father and that fool was none the wiser. “Larisa… oh my God! It’s a miracle! She’s alive!” Charles exclaimed as he crouched down and held the twins’ hands. "I'm a great-grandpa! Haha!" Ella blinked her eyes in confusion. She tilted her head and asked, “Who’s Larisa?” Charles came back to his senses when he realised the kids didn't know about Lora's past. He dismissed the question by holding the twins' hands tighter, but gently. He remarked, “I’m Charles Kingsley. Your father’s Grandpa!”

I sighed heavily. My feet was hurting badly, and I needed to change into a more comfortable outfit. “Why didn’t you tell me that Charles was the son of an MR..? Why didn’t you tell me that his father was an MR..?” I asked the moment I remembered the tiny but very important detail he left out. “I didn’t know that I was supposed to mention that. Besides, I thought you already knew. Who doesn’t know the over-pampered and lavishing son of MR.. Lucas?”

I nodded. "three siblings, two younger brothers one which you have already met is my first younger brother, he is same age as yours, then I have a sister Chloe, who is twenty-five and then my second younger brother James, he is twenty-three”. Liam said while showing me their pictures, they all look very classic and you can tell by the pictures that they belong to a prestigious family. "Charles is looking after the family business; Chloe is a very brilliant fashion designer and James just finished his studies, he is a computer nerd". Liam continued to tell me.

"Back then, Elijah Ford—your father, Elise—he was supposed to inherit the Laurent empire. Henri's chosen successor. But Charles... he couldn't stand it." I froze, the edges of the world blurring. "My father?" Ramon nodded miserably. "Charles arranged an accident. He bribed mechanics. Tampered with the brakes. I overheard it... I was supposed to drive your parents that day for a meeting at the Laurent's golf course." Adrian's hand shot out, gripping the edge of the cot. "You were supposed to drive?" Ramon flinched. "But Charles insisted—he sent me on an errand last minute. Someone else delivered the car. Your parents—" His voice broke. "They never had a chance."