Novel & Cerita Cinderella's Father

She yearned to meet her prince charming. Well will she? Flynn Brook- He isva cold aloof CEO who doesn't care about the feelings of anyone. How would someone who had no feelings care about others. He lost his parents at a tender age but then his grandparents took him in. He locked his heart and emotions since he lost his parents. He never believed in love but then Cinderella came along. Would he finally fall in love? Noah Johnson- Isabella's ex fiancee Chloe Davidson- Isabella's younger sister.

That's when he agreed to help him only to get the property of Annie. "Oh my poor boy, I don't need money. I just want Vishnu's blood to vanish from this entire planet. That guy destroyed my life and separated my love from me. Why should I leave his daughter now?" He asked literally shouting at everyone? Sandy didn't process anything as he was hell worried with his cinderella who froze to the spot to even think about anything. "Cinderella!! Come to your senses" he shouted at her that's when she blinked many times and saw the man in front of her who is nearing her with an evil smile.

Mom said in a nonchalant tone. “Besides, we already have a deal,” said Dad happily as he scooped up more rice. He raised both hands in surrender. “Fine! But I won’t allow myself to miss dancing with our princess, okay?” That made me smile and nod. Nobody in this family has ever made me feel like I’m not their true blood.

I wanted to cry more tears into the fountain, fill it once again. If only I could have both my parents back. Maleficent made a sympathetic sound in his throat. Then he shook his head. “Bruno and his stories, huh? Sounds like a tragic fairy tale.” I nodded and whispered, “Yeah. It does.” “I doubt there even was a daughter.” I spun to him, surprised. After a confused blink, I carefully asked, “What… What makes you say that?” “Well,” he started slowly. “Where is she? Both her parents were the very foundation of this place, and she just abandoned it in the hands of someone like Lana Judge after they died? I find that hard to believe.”

“Of course I remember, honey. Every little detail about you.” Dad made a small nod—slow, approving. His eyes lingered on Dalia, full of admiration. “You worked so hard,” he said softly. “And at such a young age, you took responsibility. Your parents must be very proud.” Dalia sat a little straighter. “I only did what I should. My father sent me to college. As his daughter, it was my duty to give back.” Dad exhaled, almost in disbelief. “Well, not all children do that. Especially children raised like royalty. Right, Lucas?”

“Maybe Isabella should find someone else.” Every time, he’d used the noble excuse of “respecting his late mother” to humiliate me. And now, this “devoted son” was dishonoring the memory of his dead mother in the filthiest way imaginable. “Once that little bookworm finally gives up, I’ll be free,” Dante’s insults continued. “My father can’t force me to marry some piece of trash nobody wants.” Scarlett’s laughter was sharp and piercing. “Are you sure she’ll stop chasing you, darling?”

"What? How dare you—" "I don’t know what you feel so insecure about. You can never be the king, even if you were given a chance. You just don’t have the qualities of a king. You are a deadbeat father who doesn’t even care about his own child, and you think you can become the king by using me?" I insulted him. His face changed the moment I mentioned his daughter. Of course, he’s one annoying father who doesn’t even look after his own child well. I’m very sure his daughter is going astray because he’s not paying attention to her.

I had no problem with it , in as much as he was in support of it , but I wouldn’t deny the fact that I had been dying to meet this man my whole life . I wondered why he never lived with his son , though it was due to business as he was the richest zillionaire in the whole world. He had Jared at an early age and they could both pass as siblings . I had only met him once and that was during the opening ceremony of Jared company , damn he was smoking hot , the moment I had set my eyes on him , I just wanted to take off the clothes he had on him and fuck him hard . “ not today melisa “ I said to myself as I tried to push away the thought of his father off my head .

The hurt I felt was immeasurable. Just then, my father introduced another actor to this carefully planned stage act. She was introduced as the bride I had presented a few weeks ago, wearing a mask like Rina did to conceal her true identity. I didn’t know the woman and couldn’t care less about her. She was nothing more than a prop in this pretense of a happy family. I suspected she was one of those being coerced to further deceive the crowd. "Come here, Damon," my father ordered, his voice dripping with authority. I walked toward him in silence. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Wave to the crowd, make them believe in this family."

(Didn't you hear what I just said? "What is the uproar all about?" Nora's father walked in with an unhealthy thin bare torso. "Nora, what happened to you?" he questioned, totally forgetting about the prior question which required a reply. "Your daughter has begun sleeping out of home and returning with fake injuries just to avoid chores." "Last I checked, your first name on our marriage certificate is Martha and not Nora," her dad fired. "Now will you throw away that whip, animosity is slowly but surely getting extinct in this country if you must know."