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I continued to check off names until I reached the anonymous girl. I cleared my throat "name?" I said trying hard not to look up from my clipboard. A few seconds passed with out a response, so I looked up to meet her gaze. Big gray, green orbs met mine. She has long eye lashes and thick steep arched eyebrows. She wasn't short, I bet if I got closer her head would be alliend with my jaw. "Adria Doveling" she finally answered. I nodded and looked back down at my clip board, "ok what's your ag-" I stoped and looked back up at her. "Doveling? You're the daughter of Abby and Joshua Doveling?"

It closed behind them. "What the fuck?" asked Hank. My best friend stood. "Carter, those girls just... jumped out of a portal." "Like from Chrono Trigger," groaned Tommy. "That old video game from the nineties." "Yeah, my dad plays it sometimes," said Brent. He was a linebacker on the team. "He's into those old retro RPGs." "We're your daughters, Daddy!" squealed the purple-haired twin. "I'm Jenny." "And I'm Penny" the pink-haired twin purred. "We're Amy and Emmy Davenport's daughters. Your daughters! We've been in the Slutty End of Time so we could grow up and fuck you today. Isn't that hot? The Naughty Wordsmith did that."

Ana, her daughter, with a birthday hat topped with a number five, worn on her head, silently looked at her with eyes that was once bright in the morning, gone completely lifeless at this time. Her pouty lips thinning. “It’s past my birthday now,” Ana paused, her gaze at the piece of cake in front of her was silent but hard, the hat she worn drooping as she lowered her head. “We didn’t get to celebrate my birthday…. at all,” she finished, looking worn out for her age. A moment of silence enveloped the two of them, gloom hovering above their heads. Quite suffocating.. “Mommy… does daddy really have another kid other than me?” she asked, coughing, the blush she had from excitement earlier faded

"Y-You ungrateful snake!" Nelson shook so hard that his whole body rattled. He couldn't catch his breath, clutching his chest as he hacked violently, his face turning a deep, ugly purple. That money was supposed to be his retirement fund. His last lifeline. Now, it had become the final nail sealing his coffin shut. "There's more good news," I said calmly, watching him fall apart. "The Lilith you loved so much is actually the maid's daughter. You pampered someone else's child for years. And for her sake, you personally destroyed your real daughter and your own company."

I frowned, just about to act, when suddenly— A childish voice rang out from inside the den. “Mommy, what are you doing?” Serena’s daughter, Doris, stood there clutching a white stuffed bunny, blinking in confusion at her mother’s sneaky behavior.

I turned to close the door—and nearly dropped dead. The man was standing there. Filling the doorway. Arms crossed. Looking far too amused for someone who’d just been called brain-dead. “What are you doing here?” I shouted, spinning to face him. “To get my water back,” he said simply. Then Mom spoke, calm and surprised. “Oh—it’s you.” I whipped my head toward her. “You know this idiot?” “Doctor Enzo,” she said, smiling weakly. “This is my eldest daughter, Amber.” My mouth fell open.

Her friend almost fell off the couch. “There’s nothing funny about what I said.” “No, there isn’t,” Dory replied, trying to compose herself. Though it was clear she was still on the verge of laughing. “You’re so annoying, Dorothea. I don’t want to flaunt myself around as Wulf’s other woman. And I might run into Mr. Channing there.” She gave her friend a light smack when Dory started laughing again. "GOOD LUCK, Babies.” Elizabeth fist-bumped with her kids when they arrived at Fatima Science and Art School—a prestigious Academy offering advanced education in the fields of science and art.

" Lisa burst into tears to draw her interlocutor into her game. "What do you mean Lucia sacrificed her pride?" Kent's forehead frowned. Hopefully what Lisa was saying wasn't as bad as Henry thought. "You'd better see for yourself." Lisa seemed to take the cell phone that was inside her black Hermes bag. The girl seemed to be looking for the video recording of Lucia's livestream that she had gotten from Eryk. "You'd better see it for yourself." Lisa showed Lucia's live-streaming video to her father. Henry's eyebrows instantly knitted together. Over and over again Henry watched the face of the girl dancing in the video. No matter which way you looked at it, the girl was indeed his youngest dau

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

It was none other than Shawn Grey with a devious smile flashed on his lips. Ericka couldn't help but notice the upset tone in Shawn's words yet the way he acted was professional enough not for others to notice. Unable to speak about it, she just decides to take a seat together with Mr. Gaston. Whatever was going through that man's head, it wasn't any of her business. "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, as you have seen so far, Mr. Holmes is now home based from work due to personal reasons and we have here, Ms. Ericka Holmes, the daughter of our vice president, to represent him in his absence."