Fnaf Henry's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Yes, and she is pregnant.” My jaw clenched. “We found DNA under her nails, and decided to ran a paternity test to see if the DNA matched,” he added. Something in his tone told me I wouldn’t like the answer. “And?” I demanded. “The father is Stefano Guerra.” The room went silent. “That’s impossible,” I said flatly. “That’s her brother.” “Yes,” the doctor replied, uncomfortable. “But the results are conclusive.” Rage unlike anything I had ever known flooded my veins. Cold. Lethal. I wished Stefano had lived long enough so that he could die twice, I would have made sure he suffered.

A procession of somber figures in black filed in. At the forefront was a woman with silver-streaked hair, clutching a photo in a black frame. The girl in the picture beamed, her smile as bright as Evelyn's. "My daughter, Melody Rogers, was Frank's student, too," the woman's voice broke. "He conned her into stealing my credit card and transferring him thirty-four thousand five hundred bucks. Once he had the money, he dumped her. Overwhelmed, she jumped from a building last year. She was just nineteen."

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

“My Mamma isn’t dead! You have no right to say that she is!” The living room fell silent for a moment. Donna Moretti hesitated before looking at Father. “Don Vitale… this is…?” Father’s face looked as cold and hard as iron, his voice completely emotionless as he said, “A servant’s child.” My entire body froze. It was true that he had already announced to the outside world that Bianca was his only daughter. At school, Bianca had always told everyone that I was the daughter of a servant, too.

"What are you talking about..." Mom forced a smile. "I'm sick. How am I supposed to think about this right now..." "You could give Sophie twenty grand while you're sick. Why can't you give me six?" I didn't back down. "I'm your daughter too. Shouldn't we be treated the same?" Aunt Nora cleared her throat. "Marlene, you really gave Sophie twenty thousand?" "That was... that was..." Mom's face went pale. "It was for Sophie's future. I just gave it to her early—"

Jody frowned and reached over to yank Natalie away from me. "Stop being so ungrateful, Damian Quinton!" she barked. "Henry is her biological father. Why won't you let him touch his own daughter? Have you lost your mind?" "Give Natalie back to him right now! If you like children so much, we can always have another one later," she added as if she was doing me a huge favor. The look on her face made me sick. "If your eyesight is failing you, go get yourself a pair of glasses," I spat coldly. "Natalie is my daughter. She has nothing to do with you or Henry."

After the funeral ended and the last guest left, I turned to Rachel and said, "Move out." She froze. "What?" "Take the child and move out of the Martinez house." "I'll give you enough money to last the rest of your lives." Rachel's voice shot up to a shriek. "Jason, what the hell are you saying?" "I'm your sister-in-law. This child is your brother's posthumous son." "Your father said it himself. He's the heir." I laughed. A bitter, hollow laugh. "The heir?" "The Martinez family is practically gone. What's there to inherit?"

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

*HEIR OF RUSSO GROUP, DAMIAN RUSSO, GETS ENTANGLED WITH HENRY REYNOLDS’ MYSTERIOUS DAUGHTER IN A PRIVATE PROPOSAL* Scrolling through the comments under the post, my eyes widened as I read them. *Heard the mystery daughter isn’t that mysterious. She tours clubs and pops shit. See.* A picture of me at one of the clubs was attached to the text. *Her family’s broke. What to do now if not suck up to a rich suitor?* *Haven’t you guys heard that Henry’s wife was a nobody before they married? She even slipped at one of their fancy dinners and lost her baby, lol*

They turned like they heard my question, wow Davis you have such a pretty lady here one of them said. Just my idea kind of woman, they all pause when they notice Davis wasn't responding. I turned my back to get back to my room when I heard something that got my attention.do you know Sara Henry the daughter of Henry Jackson she called me yesterday asking for my assistance I immediately hung the call on hearing her name I couldn't even let Her say a word and you hung the call?Yes of course I did I knew what she wanted. not after the debt her deceased father owes they all laugh mockingly.sadly she called me too but I gave her the opportunity to talk what was.