Dylan From We Bought A Zoo Novels & Stories

“Did you buy back everything he sold? How did you even track down those intermediary companies?” If those scattered shares weren’t consolidated, Vance Inc. would collapse. Brian hadn’t just betrayed me—he had methodically devoured everything my father left behind. A soft, almost disbelieving laugh escaped me. In just three weeks, Silas had given me one shock after another. Maybe… this time, I had made the right choice.

"Mhm. Thanks for worrying about me." Dylan immediately scratched the back of his neck. "Who said I was worried? I just don't want you getting sick and missing tomorrow's event!" "Yeah, yeah, whatever." I glanced around. "Dylan, I want that!" I pointed at the cotton candy vendor near the fountain, where a crowd of little kids was already waiting. "You're like a little kid," Dylan grumbled. He let out a sigh before his voice softened. "Wait here." "I want the cat-shaped one!" I called after him as he walked toward the cotton candy stand.

“B-But Dylan didn't mention it was happening today.” I looked at Dylan and gave him a tiny, apologetic smile. His eyes went wide, clearly stunned that I’d just thrown him under the bus. But hey, it was the truth! I knew we were doing this in New Zealand, but the "today" part was all on him. “Dylan Fontanilla, we’re talking. Outside.” I watched as Dylan’s father headed for the door. “But Dad—” “Now.” Dylan didn't argue. He followed his father out, with his mother and Lance right behind them. Iverson tried to sneak out too, but Maurice caught him by the arm and yanked him back.

He would’ve done anything for her, just like he had when he’d shown up to the feast. Dylan shook his head. “No. I want to apologize.” I studied him for a moment. It was no secret that Dylan wasn’t a fan of big crowds either. He probably hated this whole circus even more than we did. Of course, I knew he hadn’t taken everyone along on purpose. “It’s okay,” I shrugged. “And I appreciate you looking out for me. We don’t mind you being here.” “Says who?” Kylan muttered from beside me, but just loud enough for Dylan to hear. I slapped his arm lightly and shot him a warning look. His eyes instantly softened, and a small breath left his mouth.

But Mom and Dad's instincts were proven wrong when Dylan kept screaming out my name from the outside of our house. He was panting heavily the second we caught a glimpse of him in front of the fence as though he was chased by a dog. All his clothes were crumpled, his face filled with sweat. And he was supposed to be back by nine in the evening but he still has two more hours left before the market closes. "Why? What's wrong? Did something happen at the market?" Mom blurted, not realizing what Dylan's expression possessed at the moment. "Look, Mrs. Fisher!" Dylan eagerly raised his hands filled with cash. "I sold everything in the store! Does this mean I can marry your daughter now?"

He can't escape it. We got to a house and when we were inside I looked around trying to see if my baby is around or something "Dylan where is my baby?"I asked "Well the thing is .You were being slutty so I changed my mind.We will enjoy ourselves together,we don't need a child to ruin our moment"Dylan said "Are you stupid.The reason I am here in the first place is because of my child.So where is my son"I yelled "I said your son is not here.What?? You want to scream??Where is your phone anyways"He said as he searched me and when he found it ,he crashed it on the floor

Bryson greeted. DJ was clinging to him, grinning. “We went to the zoo, and I got a toy guin and I sawed the lions getting feeded, and we rode the train!” he gushed all in one breath. Then he leant in close to Bryson’s ear and looked back at me and Ashley, obviously checking to see if we could hear him. “Guess what Momma and Jace were doing,” he whispered to Bryson, but loud enough for everyone to hear. Bryson looked over at me, one eyebrow raised suggestively. “What were Momma and Jace doing?” he asked, his voice coloured with amusement.

Dylan spoke to Harvey York in a peculiar tone before making a gesture, signaling his men to surround Harvey. Dylan then walked up to Xynthia Zimmer while chuckling coldly. “Just tell me if you’re that impatient, pretty girl! “Why get yourself a pretty boy from so far away… “When you can have me instead? “I’m strong! I got lots of tricks up my sleeve as well! I can last at least five minutes! “I’ll have fun with you today! As long as I have my fill, I promise I won’t bother you ever again! “Just sign the paper, and I’ll even reward you with a few more! You’ll earn so much money!

Dylan buys a lot for their home… such a lovely wife. While he is unpacking the groceries to put them on the shelves, Luke loved him so much! He even buys him a new laptop for his work. Dylan started a new phosphorous life with him—he cannot thank Luke for giving him such an opportunity. Going inside the room, he put the clothes on the laundry basket. But later on, he sees the see-through dress that his daddy told him at the mall. The pretty boy's face flustered as his jaw drops on the floor.

Dylan said looking away sheepishly. "Well, you guys need more clothes. We should go shopping." I said. "You don't really have to buy them for us. We can call our parents and have them send stuffs to us." Dylan told me. I nodded taking out my phone and reaching it to him, he looked up at me questioningly." Call them." I said. Dylan took the phone and dialled a number. It rang until someone picked it,"Hello?". "Aaron." Dylan said. "Oh, hey,dude. Thought you were going to call tonight."The guy, Aaron said.