Fgteev Mom Real Name Novels & Stories

"Hi mam. Its a pleasure to be actually meeting you right now." Tate giggles softly as she rests her head against my bicep. "Too bad you couldn't see him anymore mama. I'm sure you'd love him. He's a very famous singer. He plays the piano too just like dad. He's loves singing to his millions of fans and he has the hugest heart a man could ever have. He's really nice mom and I really wish you'd meet him." I rub my hand over the hand that she was using to cling on to me. "Well, Gage I want you to meet my mother with a very long name. She's the best mother I've ever had too bad she didn't get to live that longer to see me."

she said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look around the place in awe at how familiar it looks. Chills creep up to my skin as I realize where I am. "That fucking bastard" I cursed, he brought me to Wema Avenue that day without telling me. This means his mom isn't Mrs. Camille Young but Priestess Camille Petrova. I clasp my hand at my mouth at the discovery, that his mom is a witch. I'm angry yet relieved for reasons I can't explain so I get out of the car before I change my mind and go home.

Then, I narrowed my eyes, taking in her features and her words. "You're.." "I'm Eve Ashgrave," She said. "Tony and Matt's mother."

Mom demanded from Tyson. What the fuck ? Why would she fucking do that ? “MOMMM !!! YOU BET ON MY SEX LIFE ??” I roared in fury. “Sorry baby but mommy likes to milk dry her stuck up Dragon guardian's pockets,” she answered unperturbed by my outburst. “First of all that sounds so wrong, Mom and secondly, these fellas here can never go poor for the next three lifetimes as my mate is the ultimate boss of TJ Royal Group,” I listed out.

“Elena Montreal.” “Don’t call me that,” Mom barked. “I haven’t been that person for a long time!” “The moon goddess is wonderful!” Marcella looked to the skies. Why did she call my Mom Elena Montreal? Mom’s name is Helena Campbell. “So these are your daughters? The bastards that got you kicked out of paradise, I see.” Mom forgot Estelle and I were there. She threw herself at Marcella and yanked at her hair. It took both Estelle and I to yank her off Marcella. Marcella stumbled to the door and hurried to fix her hair.

"You're nothing but a parasite that fed off this family and then turned around and poisoned it!" The guests, who had been simmering with outrage moments earlier, began to waver and murmur among themselves once more. Dad raised a hand and signaled for the guards to let Mom go. "Faked? Then what about this?" The screen lit up again. This time it was Mom, sitting in a home office, patiently coaching a much younger version of me on how to lie over the phone and how to squeeze out tears on command so Dad would send money. In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared.

"My godsister owns this place. She built this entire empire in Southsake herself! You two poorly-dressed bums don't even qualify to polish her shoes. How dare you pretend to be her?" Faced with Jacob's arrogant humiliation, Mom frowned and glanced at me. Before retiring, she had been a senior teacher at one of the city's top high schools. She had spent her entire life teaching students. She never imagined she would be treated with such disrespect, especially not in her own son's hotel. Upon seeing me shake my head, Mom turned back to Jacob. "Sir, what you're doing now is a form of aggressive commercial practice. "Besides, the hotel lobby is a public area. You have no right to use that as an

“She said she saw you on television.” I close my eyes. Oh no. “At some fancy event with a man,” Mum continues breathlessly. “I told her she was obviously mistaken because my daughter would've mentioned something like that, but then she showed us the video on her phone and Andrea…” “Mum…” “It was you! In this gorgeous gown standing beside Tristan Hale.” Wonderful. Fantastic. Exactly what I needed after being ghosted by said Tristan Hale. I close my eyes briefly. “Okau, Mum, please just calm down.”

"Look at her. She has the same eyes as Mrs. Ashford." "Didn't they say Mrs. Ashford had another child, before they found her?" Everything was strange and loud, and my body was burning. I looked across the room for Mama. Her face was steel. Her eyes were full of disgust. My chest squeezed so hard I couldn't get air. "No. No." Mama doesn't want them to figure out who I am. She doesn't want anyone to know I'm hers. "She's not my mommy. I don't have a mommy."

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.