Fgteev Mom Real Name Novels & Stories

Kelly’s POV I took a deep sigh for the nth time today. I’m waiting for Pierce and Snow in my office. I couldn’t process everything that Attorney Lee had said. I’m confused and curious at the same time. I know everything about mom’s family except from the fact that she’s adopted. Does she know about that? Mom was an heiress. She was abducted when she was young. I suddenly got interested about my mom’s real family. Foster. She was Eva Foster before she became Kate Peterson.

Regardless of what my reputation was, anyone who defamed me was in the wrong. In the end, the judge ruled in my favor. Outside, Alan whipped out his phone and started a live stream that was titled, "The clash between the ungrateful daughter and the fake pitiful mother! Who will win?" It instantly sparked a heated discussion online. Alan turned the camera straight toward Mom before shoving a microphone in her face. "I heard you were complaining that your daughter won't even give you 500 dollars for living expenses, and you've even chased her to the steps of the courthouse.

he asked incredulously. “Who’s her mother?” I asked as I glanced at my husband. He looked like he was also praying it wasn’t Krystina. “I think you might know her mom, Mother.” Alex grinned, oblivious to the widening of my eyes and the horror reflecting on my face. Slowly, he walked to the couch and collapsed onto it with a defeated sigh. “Who?” Stavros asked his son. “Krystina Preira, dad. She’s also a famous model. Back in the days.” My son explained, not noticing the horror on our faces.

|Grey| "Mom, I can explain." I quickly said to my mom, who shook her head. "I can't believe this. Is what I heard true?? Everleigh is your real mate, and you have already marked her without telling me?!" she asked me. "It's not like that-"

Faye Fernandez, 5 year old and only daughter of Julian Fernandez and Sandra Parker. Her mommy and daddy are very famous people, there are cameras and people everywhere they go. Faye knew because the people also took poctures of her and she even sees her pictures in TV and computers almost every day, even her teacher have her picture on her cellphone.

[“Oh? Miss Jane! Good morning! My son told me about you. You are Eugene’s mom, right?” Jane cleared her throat and tucked her hair behind her ear while taking a deep breath. It seems Eugene shared his mom’s name with his friend. Good thing, he did not tell anything about Eric yet. “Y-Yes. I am Eugene’s mom.” [“Great! I was waiting for your call. My name is Fatima. I am Mar..”] [“Mom! Mom! Is that Eugene’s mother? Will Eugene come?!”] [“Shssh! Marcus. What did I tell you? When mom is speaking someone through the phone, you cannot shout like that.”]

Mom called coming over to me. She pulled me in a hug, I signed breathing in her scent. We disengaged then smiled at her. “Welcome home!!” She muttered smiling at me. I nodded looking around happy that I am finally here. “Did you forget you have another daughter?” Tess asked feigning anger. “Oh no, how can I forget my drama queen!!” Mom said stretching her hands out to her. “Mom, Livia is the drama queen not me!!” She replied going into her arms "I miss you mom!!”

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“Mom” —-------

Just the same bolded subject line staring back at me. A firm knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, sharp and insistent. “Come in,” I said flatly, my voice already edged with exhaustion and resentment. I didn’t bother getting up or fixing my messy bedhead. Mom stepped inside, her expression more determined this time, jaw set in a way that made my stomach drop. She didn’t sit on the bed like she usually would during our talks. No attempt at softening the blow with a hug or a hand on my shoulder. She stood near the door, arms crossed tightly over her chest, like she was steeling herself for battle.