Diggy Simmons Daughter Novels & Stories

"I'll find that shameless girl myself if you don't make things clear! She took my money and dared lie to me. Don't forget. She signed an agreement. I could use it to sue her!" "Mom! Please calm down." Simon tried to soothe her. "Take your medicine first, and I'll explain why I kept her around. Isn't that what you've always wanted to know?" Fiona reluctantly took her medication. After swallowing it, she pressed, "All right, speak! Why did you keep her around?" "She…" Simon leaned against the wall, staring at the floor. "She's Harry Scott's daughter. Do you remember him?" Fiona's eyes widened in shock, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her expression twisted with rage.

Simon explains. I asked Simon if there was a picture of this supposed lost princess and possibly her daughter. He says yes, that he has a book with pictures of the family. He does mention that his friend did send him a photo of the woman suspected to be the lost princess and her daughter. He leaves to get them from his room. I turn towards Payton, and I can see the shock on her face. Emerald has pulled her down by her, and Dustin has crawled into her lap. I saw a smirk on Nate’s face. We both knew that she was Dustin’s favourite out of all the women. Simon came back in and showed us a picture of the missing princess. There definitely was a resemblance between Payton and the woman.

“Remember, Uncle keeps a diary? I want you to find his first diary in his room. “You’ve got to see it...” “What is in the diary?” “Don’t ask anymore. Look at the diary. I’ll call you in 15 minutes...” Ella immediately hung up the phone. She looked at Luna. ———- Simon got very dizzy after he ate. He is sleepy. He tried to fight his sleepiness, but his eyes closed on their own. “What did you put into the food?” “Haist, why do you keep asking even though you already know the answer? What is it? That you became dumb that we’ve only been together for 18 hours?”

Just as I was done speaking, a grimace appeared on Sophia Damer's face, contorting it for a second. She was the mother of my boyfriend, Jayson Simpson. However, the grimace lasted for only a split second. After all, she was a seasoned pioneer in the business world, and she quickly regained her haughty composure after a while. She looked disdainfully at the black card on the table and chortled. "Ten million dollars? Young lady, don't you know that you can't lie about things like these? Did you really think that you could just throw out a random card and pretend you were some rich heiress in a drama?

In an instant, I was floating above my own body. Just then, the dorm door was kicked open. The white-haired boy rushed inside. His face was a storm of fury and disbelief. Lily snatched the box and jumped out the window. Aaron ran straight to me, gathering my “corpse” in his arms. His expression was pure terror. “Ivy…” But my body remained cold. My soul had already left the simulated game body. Half an hour passed… Aaron never once let go of me. His hands were shaking. And only then did I realize something terrifyingly wrong.

Simons POV (Athena’s father) She was going to have a baby. My little girl was going to have a baby. She lost the baby when she was all alone. She had no one to help her through that. Before I know it tears a burning up my eyes, I hold them back so they don’t fall. Before I can comprehend everything that is going on Monica speaks up. “ What the hell was that Simon?” She hisses out, I snap my head up from looking at the table to see her looking at me with so much disappointment and anger.

And the blackmail had begun. Simmons had a wife and three children, a small house which was mortgaged and his wife, Beth, worked as a nurse in the local hospital. She would be livid if she found out. And would leave him, taking the three children, no question about that. It was that knowledge which was breaking him. He did not love his wife anymore, but they lived compatibly enough beneath the same roof; his children were his joy. So he had slipped up; didn’t men do such things? Boys would be boys, after all, he told himself loftily. When a pretty young woman called Laura Conners had sidled up to him at the pub one night and had singled him out for her attentions, he had been flattered.

Simon looked at Afgan's face which looked familiar. "You ... Afgan? Afgan Al-Futtaim?" Afgan nodded his head slowly. “Wow, great, you're the master of a big retail business in Dubai!” Simon exclaimed proudly while shaking Afgan's hand. "I am Simon. Ehem... Aiyana's husband and biological father of the children. Nice to meet you."

Diana suddenly asked again, making Simona look at her skeptically. “Hey, is my dad messing around with someone younger?” Simona asked back, and Diana choked again and started coughing. “Okay, you know what? Let's forget about my dad, okay? I'm sad, and I want to dance,” Simona said, standing on her feet but feeling dizzy and falling back into the sofa. "Let me take you home; you can't even stand," Diana said as she walked to Simona's side to help her up. “But I want to dance,” Simona lamented, her lips pulling in a pout.