Chris Evans Daughter Novels & Stories

Could this be a way to track Veronica down? Without thinking, Chris approached the pair. "Excuse me," he said tentatively. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. does Veronica have a daughter ?" The man looked at him skeptically, but the daughter spoke up. "Yes, she does and she's 11 years now", she said, a curious look on her face. "Why do you ask?" Chris took a deep breath, he didn't know how to feel about it if so I just heard. He knew that him and Veronica had been initimate 11 years ago before he traveled and if her child was 11 , then there were possibilities and she could be his daughter.

He explained. The man in the opposite gasped. "What!? A noble lady?! Royal family!? Boss, I am not making any mistakes! She is not any second daughter of Evans! Intact, Harper Evans does not have any other daughter! Anastasia Evans is his only daughter and he dotes on his daughter unconditionally." Cameron blinked. "Stop saying whatever you want!? Do you even know that you could be punished hard for misinformation!?"

Tony continued and said "We all knew my Daughter’s car accident was not an accident and how I was led to believe that no one was left alive. This was not true and today I bring home my Granddaughter: Dr Grace Evans!" There was gasps of surprise from the staff, as well as smiles. It was obvious that the staff here were treated well and was fond of Tony. “Blessed be, is it true - that she is Grace’s Daughter Sir?” The old woman had a tear in her eye before.

"And now that Daniel is no longer her boyfriend, who do you think will sustain her luxurious lifestyle? I'm sure she's using the money she got from those old men because her father wouldn't give her anymore, and she can no longer extort money from Daniel." The girls sneered and continued to giggle and gossip. While the boys smacked their lips tight. There was logic to that. Two years ago, at exactly Evangeline's eighteenth birthday, the world was shock when Mr. Krisnov, CEO, and founder of FROZEN international, announced that Evangeline was no longer his daughter. No one knew why she was disowned. People dismissed it that the respectable business tycoon could no longer handle his estranged d

"So what if you're pregnant? Evan doesn't care about you anymore, let alone your baby. Besides, I've already asked the doctor. You're having a girl, whereas I'm carrying a boy—the grandson that Mrs. Gray Senior has been longing for all this time." Cindy moved closer, practically gloating. "You were the one who stopped Gray Corporation's investment in my parents' company, weren't you? You're the only person who would go after my family, you bitch. Now, it's just karma that you're having a girl! "You didn't know, did you? When I told Evan about it, he instantly gave me a credit card with no spending limit." A girl? Beverly's heart ached when she heard those words. She was having a daughter. Co

People simply moved differently around him. He was speaking to two men when he saw Cole. “Finally.” Cole checked his watch. “I’m three minutes late.” “You knew what time I expected you.” Cole’s posture straightened. “I’m here.” Christopher’s attention moved to me. Cole’s hand remained around mine. “Dad, this is Vanessa James.” Christopher looked at me for a moment before offering his hand. “Vanessa.” “Mr. Grayson.” “You’re Daniel James’s daughter?” “Yes.” “And your mother?”

"Famous Influencer, Audrey Evans, daughter of billionaire Marcus Evans has reportedly broken up with celebrity model sensation, Michael Grant," The headline said in all newspapers, blogs, and television channels. The news had gone viral ever since Audrey posted it on her Twitter account. Michael could not believe his misfortune when James called him that morning. "Check the television man... Damn this is bad..." James said. At first, Michael thought it was one of James's antics but as he got off his bed and turned on the television, a permanent frown sat on his face.

Inside, I could hear Chris and Rhys arguing about whether to move Elena's unconscious body. "Lyra," I called softly. "May I come in?" The tent flap pulled back, and there she was. My daughter. Twenty-seven years old now, no longer the five-year-old who used to climb into my lap to read bedtime stories. But her eyes were the same. Kind, intelligent, determined. "Dad," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Hello, sweetheart." She threw herself into my arms, and for a moment, I forgot about the mission, the danger, the years of separation. I just held my daughter and remembered what it felt like to be human instead of a ghost.

He saw it in his vision. And the way he sensed his presence...he seemed more powerful than Edward. Evans could smell his aura so well that it was intimidating. The traffic cleared, and he began driving. "Who was the cake for? I could apologize in person to them," Evans let out warmly. Jasmine beamed as she relaxed in her seat. "I'm not sure Chris would like that. I'll get something else for him since it's his birthday." Evans raised an eyebrow. "I thought rich parents don't allow their children to date anyone just anyhow."

When I received a call from my daughter, Aurora Wilken, I shot up in bed and stepped on the cold floor with my bare feet. “Aurora, is that really you? It’s Mom.” The line crackled with static before her voice grew clearer. “Mom, didn’t we just pay the electric bill yesterday? The power went out. I’m so scared. Where are you, Mom? Please come home.” It was my daughter’s voice! There was no mistaking it!