Novel & Cerita Charlie Heaton Son

"Do you want me to send someone to kill him?" Rhea was shocked. "Grandpa, that's unnecessary!" Charlie had spent his life in the military and couldn't imitate a scholar's ways. He preferred to cut through problems with swift, decisive action. "That bastard is cold-hearted and ungrateful. He'd turn traitor on the battlefield in a second!" Charlie gritted his teeth. Charlie had always doted on the women in his family. Rhea had an aunt, but she died young. If not for that, Charlie and Lara wouldn't have had their sons.

Charlie looked up at me again, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of hope in his eyes. As I studied him, I couldn’t help but reflect on Genevieve’s earlier words—her insistence that Jacob’s son was a threat, a problem that needed to be eliminated. Looking at Charlie now, I couldn’t understand how she could think that. He wasn’t just Jacob’s son; he was one of us. A Bennett. And he deserved better than the schemes and lies that surrounded him. “What else do you want to know?” I asked. Charlie hesitated, his fingers tightening on the arms of the chair. “Why does everyone hate my dad?”

Yet, Charlie was so kind to throw her a party. Kelsey could only suspect that Charlie had ulterior motives. “How can you say that about me, Kelsey? I’m your father. Am I wrong to throw your grandmother a birthday party?” Charlie reprimanded. Kelsey was skeptical. “You’re not wrong, but…” It was uncertain whether he had Susan’s interest at heart. “But what?” Charlie asked. He started blaming himself. “I know that I listened to Megan and neglected you and Mom. I’ve gotten rid of her. Now, I just want to be a good son to my mom.”

“Tell me all about him.” “I don’t know that much. He was twenty-nine yesterday. He’s six foot one. He has a twin brother called Saxon, and a younger brother called Damon. They run a company that does some kind of research into robotics and prostheses. And he plays the guitar. That’s about it.” “Have you Googled him?” “No.” “Right.” She pulls out her phone. “Charlie…” “Don’t tell me you’re not curious.” I hesitate. Then, after a few seconds, I give in and nod. I am curious. I’m so curious I would definitely kill a cat if there was one around. “His surname is Chevalier.”

Aiden said and I shook my head in derision. My mom's car drove and packed beside Aiden's car. She screwed down the window of the car and I could see that she had packed her head in a pony, not only had she packed her hair in a pony but she was sitting with Aiden's son, my stepbrother. "What's your son doing there? He is coming for a visit? Thought he had gone back to college.." I muttered silently. "I really don't know," Aiden replied shaking his head then he added, "That makes the work easier then"

Gerald asked excitedly. Kelsey paused and stopped eating. She then smiled, "How do you always remember Aiden's birthday?" Gerald took his cell phone out of his coat pocket. He opened an agenda on his cellphone and showed it to Kelsey. On the agenda it was written, ' My Son's Birthday'. Kelsey smiled, "You are weird." Gerald smiled too, "I know Aiden is not my flesh and blood but I have considered him like my own son." Kelsey didn't know how to respond.

“One of his son's? Wasn't Charley his only son?” “He is… you are right. Wait… that means Charley is the one getting married to the daughter of the chairman of the HK financial group. Wow…that sneaky cunning bastard… he has been running things on the low. Heck I was worried about him. Thought he was probably dead in a dusty isolated lonely desert or something.” “And that means… Charley is near us. That bastard” I clenched. “Wait…holdup. What are you planning on doing? You don't want to make more mess than you already have made.”

Now Liam could have a talk with him and get an idea of who the person who was very obsessed with Karen was, and how to deal with him. "Jeremy," Liam greeted him with a polite nod, his tone neutral, though his surprise was evident in his voice"I didn't expect to see you here." Jeremy responded with an arrogant smirk, his voice carrying an air of nonchalance. "Why wouldn’t I be here? My family arranged this entire event." He revealed arrogantly, his gaze on Liam as he waited to see how Liam would react to this revelation that his family was actually the ones who had thrown this charity event. Jeremy was the heir to the Hale family, one of the top ten wealthy families in Eastbrook city..

“If you want him alive, you should go to jail obediently and come clean with every crime you’ve committed. Then, I will spare your son. Do you hear me?” Shaun yanked Mason up by his scalp and warned him coldly in his ear. “Okay…” Mason nodded in despair. “By the way, I forgot to tell you this. Didn’t your nephew, Charlie, who you have been nurturing all along, go to Country Y to look for the director of Garson Corporation? I’m afraid… he’ll never come back,” Shaun said expressionlessly.

The reason he had chosen to survive the freezing waters of Havre Harbor was to watch Leo grow up, and he would never allow his fear to steal this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity from him. Charlie straightened his back, drawing in a long, steady breath before slowly letting it out with an unshakable resolve. “I won’t go there as the wealthy Charlie Vane, Ray. I’ll go simply as a father who wants to see his son turn five,” Charlie said, his voice now clear and resolute, cutting through every trace of doubt lingering in the room. “Book me a flight to City-B for one week from now. Two nights will be enough. I’ll attend my son’s birthday party from within the crowd of guests, without letting Elena