Cynthia Parker Tony Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes and hissed. "Well, you wouldn't be here to see any of that, thankfully." Tony hissed with so much hate in his heart. He didn't realize how much he disliked her until they stood before each other. "You seem to forget that my father is a billionaire. A powerful one in fact." Karen mocked. "I guess we'll see then." He scoffed, shaking his head. "Ankle monitors come off eventually, Tony. Court cases don't last forever." She said, holding out her wrist for the officer waiting beside her.

“Now you sound like me.” “No,” Tony said dryly. “I sound like someone who prefers not to die because you make ten enemies in a single week.” That almost got a real laugh. Almost. Instead Decker reached for the folder again and tucked it under one arm. “One enemy at a time, then.” Tony rose too. “Start with Jacob.” “I intend to.” Tony moved toward the door, then paused. “And Decker?” He looked up. Tony’s gaze was steady. “Lotty was right to agree to stand beside you.”

However, it spurred him to be firm in his resolution to succeed. At the Recreational Park Before they walked to the park, Lillian and Cynthia were training with other youngsters. From what he saw, he deduced that Cynthia would have beaten Peter to a pulp. 'I can see what gave her the boldness to talk to Peter in the manner she did,' he told himself. At Tony's House

Tony looked at me as if I had grown a second head, "But he stole from you." "To pay for his wife's medical bills. Move along, this isn't up for discussion." I glanced back down at my phone. "Would you like to reschedule?" Tony asked. "No. I'm waiting for a call from my wife." "Kinley." My head snapped up, "How do you know my wife?" "Purely coincidental. I met her a few months ago when she just moved to Italy. We became friends." I didn't miss the way Barney and Luca glanced at me.

ARIA’S POV It seems that Tony’s revelation has made things worst. When Tony tags me in the photo, it doesn't take long for people to figure out who I am. They recognize me as Neal’s sister and the CEO of Jackson Paragon. Despite Tony’s plea for his fans to stop their harsh comments, the controversy still impacts our stock market value. It feels like my entire world is under a magnifying glass, every move scrutinized.

My eyes opened wide, and I put my hand down from my forehead, "What??" "Ye-Yes, Mr. Walker. I spoke with Miss Diana, the head host of the event management team, and asked if there was any mishap during the party. Tony fell over the Chairman's special guest, but the Chairman left Tony with a warning," Tanya said, sounding anxious.

It was to the point Tony, a grown man, was reduced to tears every night. "Long time no see, Tony," Ariel replied with a smile. Tony stopped himself from catching up with her when he saw Zach and the others walking in one after another. He knew about her non-disclosure agreement, so he wasn't about to say anything he shouldn't. As soon as Nancy entered, she glanced over to Ariel, who was standing beside Chad, and smirked slightly. She figured that Ariel had gotten in with Chad pulling strings. Perry and Frederick had already greeted Tony. They knew he wasn't just anyone—as Carlos' student, he was now leading a major national research project on his own.

Her friend's eyebrows lifted in shock. "He let you come without him? I'm surprised, he knows James likes you." "He told me that, but I assured him nothing will happen, and if I know Antonio I know that Tony is gonna be watching me like a hawk, isn't that right Tony?" He looked in the rearview mirror, smiling. "Yes, Mrs Parker." "I told you to call me, Aaliyah." "But the boss-" "Isn't here, and I'm sure he won't mind." "If you say so Mrs- Aaliyah, sorry habit." She sent him a smile just as the club came in view, Tony came out of the car, opening the car door helping them out.

she implored, her voice trembling with anguish. I gave a nod to the surgeon, and in that moment, a hushed anticipation filled the room. All that followed was a faint hitch of breath, sending shivers down Claire's spine as she clung to me in fear. As life faded from Tony's form, his final gasp of breath sent a chill through the room, but it brought me no joy, only a cold, ruthless satisfaction. Tony Parker was dead, along with the tormentors who had haunted my wife's past, a heavy sense of finality settled upon us, mingled with the bittersweet taste of closure.

“Where have you and your little wife been?” Tony ignored her. To Matt, he said, “Meet my wife, Katherine DaCosta.” “Pleased to meet you,” Matt greeted her politely. “Pleased to meet you too,” Kate answered calmly. “How is your father?” Tony asked Matt. “I’ve met him twice, I think. Once in Los Angeles and once in Atlanta.” Matt was impressed. “You know my dad?” He asked delightedly. “Of course, I know Winston Carter, owner of one of the best NFL football teams in Chicago,” said Tony, softening a little toward Matt.