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Do let Nadia know about her grandfather, who loves her and has always wanted to be with her but couldn't. I'm a very proud father who got a son like you who let his mothers dream live and killed his own. I always thought that the committee was always a threat to your life after witnessing what happened with Helen. I always forced you to shut it down because of the fear of losing you, but now, not anymore, I see the aim behind opening the committee, and now I respect it. You have to protect your family and yourself at all cost as I won't be here anymore to spy on you. Hope you have a very bright future ahead with your family.

UlF is my most loyal omega, who has been serving me diligently for the past 50years, she equally happens to be my bestfriend, and the son she is referring to is, no other than RALPH. The thing is, 25 years ago something happened between me and ULF and it ended up giving rise to RALPH. " You should lower your voice, someone might hear you" I advised " It's not like anyone would understand" She teases, and she was right, because 20 years ago a beautiful idea came to mind, that changed the landscape of things. I convinced my wife ULVA to adopt UlF'S son RALPH, and she obliged, not knowing that she was in fact playing right into my hands, and that he was actually my son.

Cox spoke to Ula. "Ula, you should also reconsider your actions. Don't argue with your mother." "Mother?" Ula sneered when Mr. Cox referred to the cruel woman, his wife, as her mother. Ula never considered the two people in front of her to be her parents. Although before, she had thought that they were truly her blood relatives, the people who gave birth to her. But the cruel truth is, they adopted her only because of the insurance money of her father, her paternal grandmother's second son. Not to mention, they treated Ula poorly, or rather mistreated her. Even their own mothers were treated like terrible.If it weren't for worrying about the paternal grandmother, Ula would have found a way t

" Who is my father? He asked. " Your father is the late Matt Blake, he is the second richest man in this country and he was the son of the ex president of the country , your dad tried so many times to become a president but never got there but he is a powerful man" she says. " I see, I thought he had a son name Adam Blake , he is popular and also a socialite, so why do you keep calling me his only son? Ted asks , His aunt smiles.

Elijah added, causing Williams to nod his head since he was in support of him. "We should get out of here first. We'd discuss this later". Noah said. They soon got inside the car and left Alexander's estate with angry and offensive faces. . [Note: Noah Cassano is the second son of Cassano, and also Alexander's Uncle. Elijah Cassano is the third son of Cassano. Williams Cassano is the Fourth son of Cassano and lastly, Raymond Cassano is fifth son of Cassano]. Extrae information…. Lucas Cassano is Alexander's late father and also the first son of Cassano.

I breathed, feeling my lungs quiver with each word. Ulrich's eyes shot towards mine. Eyebrows nearly touched his hairline. "There is no fucking way I'm letting you go down there by yourself. We might not be able to hear what is happening but I can assure you, it isn't going to be pretty." "His father can be somewhere out there fighting for his fucking life and you just want to keep that from him when we can try and help?" I screeched, balling my hands into tight fists. A sheepish look passed over his face then. One of pain as well. "It's not like the guy is winning the Father of the Year award here. Let him get what is coming to him."

Asher explained. “What the heck? That was many years ago. How do you still remember?”. Anya pouted her lips in disbelief as she asked. “Of course I remembered. After all, you're my one and only little sister”. Asher concluded with a smile. . The Father Of My Twins is an original creation of mine. Warning: No one is allowed to repost/re-publish.

“And my father… he was part of this?” Adrian nodded slowly. “He was one of the founding pillars. His codename was ‘The Architect’. He was brilliant, Zara. He designed many of the protocols that still keep this world running. He wasn’t just rich… he was influential. Dangerous in a way that money can’t buy.” Zara felt a lump form in her throat. The image of her father—the man who used to read her stories, who taught her how to ride a bike, who smiled softly at dinner tables—clashing violently with this description of a powerful, shadowy figure.

I shook my head, “He’s just a friend dad, he’s helping me get away from all the Steve drama and the Darren drama.” He looked over to the kids, “You know I love you to death right kiddo, but I feel like I need to say this. You need to settle down, you’ve got 3 kids, 2 are biologically yours and they all have different fathers. You don’t get help with any of them, I’m telling you Ian is a real man, he won’t act up like those boys did. I thought when you met Steve you would settle down but it was always rocky. He needs to grow the fuck up that kid.”

And out of shame, I've never answered -I am anything but proud of my father's actions or the reputation he's so meticulously constructed. My father is a Warlord, and has been governing Bervon for the past two years, under the most constricting, oppressive and crippling of Iron fists -in strict resemblance of Stalin's reign in the European block states during the era of the Cold War; heavy censorship of media, voting has reverted to nothing but a delusion, and opposition or anyone who dares to attempt the slightest at toppling his goverment -which is not recognized by the appropriate global peace organisations due to the manner it was attained, -earns a one-way trip to prison or is "dealt wit