Novel & Cerita Evan Engram Parents

Evan stammered, then quickly grabbed his father-in-law's hand again. "I truly love Ajeng. Ever since I first saw her at Ella's house two years ago. I really wanted to marry her, but it turned out that she was already married to another man," Evan replied before smiling bitterly. "I heard your story earlier." Evan's eyes widened. Really? So that man was actually awake earlier? Suddenly, he felt embarrassed for being caught admiring their daughter like a stalker. "I'm sorry," he muttered, looking down. Mark sighed deeply. The man's gaze seemed distant.

" Frank slammed the table hard as he tried to snap Evan out of it with the noise. Evan could have dealt with those missions easily, but he would constantly spot a woman like Nancy at the mission location every single time. It messed with his emotions and distracted him whenever he saw her. Evan's temple was hurting badly, and he massaged between his eyes as his tone became slightly annoyed. "It doesn't matter if they don't approve of me. It's a fact that I'm your son and the future Don of the family. They won't say a word against me even if they have issues about it." The last of Frank's patience was exhausted when he saw how Evan was acting. He said nothing as he left while shaking his head

★★★★Clinton★★★★ "Evans,we are set to go"I said "Are you sure we aren't leaving anything behind?" "No" "Maddy, it's time to go"he said "Okay"she replied "Are my parent's luggage in the car?" "Yes" "Are you with my dad's medical report?" "Yes" "Okay, let's go" "Sure" "Are you okay?" "Yes, just a little nervous. I'm afraid of heights" "Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. You're safe with me"

Evan said. "I know, I know. 'Maxwells make the family fortune.' You realize our grandfather was a sick man to pit everyone against each other," I said. "Sick? How about genius? We've got to make something of ourselves before we get the big bucks. I can't wait to see what my kids do," Evan said. "Well, good luck with that. I've got a meeting to get to," I said. "Fine, but don't say I didn't invite you. Oh, and don't crinkle up your forehead when you smile or you'll get more wrinkles than even I can erase," Evan said.

Quentin handed the fruit to Evan and said gently, "If it's too heavy, tell me. I can carry it." Evan grinned. "Don't worry. I'm a man. I can handle this much." Quentin looked at him, his smile full of warmth. "Evan's so considerate. But with your dad and godfather around, you can still just be yourself." Evan shook his head and smiled. "I'm fine like this. You don't need to worry about me." Although Quentin felt comforted, he couldn't help worrying. Evan's mother had died in childbirth, so Seamus had raised him from infancy. Besides Seamus, only Quentin and Lucas spent time with him. A child lacking maternal love naturally had some personality issues.

Damien asked, putting Evan on the spot. "You know, I came across a really interesting detail in that folder. As it turns out, Cindy has a daughter named Emmeline Gray, and you're named as her father on her birth certificate, Mr. Gray. Care to explain this to Mrs. Gray?" At once, Beverly snatched the folder from Evan and turned to the last page. When she saw the birth certificate in question, it confirmed all her suspicions. And yet, as she looked at Evan and Cindy's names listed as Emmeline's birth parents like they were a happy family on paper, her heart cracked.

"We're still living off of our parents' money. How can we raise a child in this economy? Gosh, just thinking about the expenses makes my head hurt." "I'm talking about the future," I softly added. "Would you want that?" I pursed my lips. I knew about Evan's dad and how adamant he was about continuing the family bloodline. He longed for a grandson despite not giving the best attention to his own children. So, I knew that Evan was affected by that—no matter how hard he tried to deny it. He let out a deep sigh, and I prepared for the worst. "I don't know, Julia," he muttered, scratching his cheek.

They rarely visited their unreliable relatives after her Nonna died. Even at Christmas, no one gathered for a family dinner. It was always their small family. Even so, they were happy in their small nest. Caring, protecting, and loving each other. Evan's mother had worked as an accountant in her youth, that's when she met Evan's father, Christian Wright. They married, had Evan and a few years later, he passed away. After her father's death, they rarely brought him up. Angela hopped to the floor and happily packed the Oreos in the lunch box while Emmaline picked the dishes to wash them. On her way, her hands trembled, becoming numb. A crash was heard, shattered dishes all over the floor.

I say. Evelyn raised her eyes, then pointed me at the picture on the wall. “That's my father, he was Alpha Titus's mentor, but I'm not as smart as my father. And my mother doesn't have any pictures; they say she doesn't like taking pictures. My parents died when I was young, so to be honest, I don't remember what they look like now, but I'm so proud to have them." Evelyn grinned.

she said. “ And Lexi, it is an honor to be part of the great things you are going to accomplish. And I get to brag that my daughter and son did it.” Evan laughed. “ So where do we start?” I asked. “ I would like to start with properly introducing you to your guardians.” Evan says. I see his eyes glaze over for a minute before he smiles and says “ They will be here in a minute.” “ Evan that was the mind link thing, right. When your eyes looked distant.” I asked.