Romans & histoires Freida Mcfadden The Perfect Son

ALAN’S POV Ten years later, and I still can’t believe it. I fought for her, and every impossible, ridiculous risk I took… paid off. Freya, my perfect whirlwind, my laugh-machine, my firecracker, is here, and I am ridiculously in love every single day. Sionna and Viktor are growing up right in front of me...loud, bright, smart, and impossibly stubborn...but every little tantrum, every spilled cereal, every missing shoe… it’s all perfect. I am their dad, their chaos navigator, their bedtime story hero, their everything. And Freya? She’s still light, still untouchable, still mine in every way that matters.

"Although, Anna's not totally wrong. I'm also doing this for him - Caleb." "You're sure but this, son?" She stretched her hand forward and placed her palm on my wrist comfortingly. "I don't want this to be a decision you make out of pressure." She would say but I doubted she truly ever meant it. "It's good that you found someone you could finally trust with your son. I always thought Claudia would be perfect for that." "Mum, not again. You said I had to employ her and I did. I won't want to make her uncomfortable or awkward in any way by bringing up such."

"I feel I was forced into something dark, not the contract. Like I had a relationship with someone else, not Jade." "Come on, Fire. Can we just forget about that now?" Fiona hissed, grabbing their attention. What is important now is, Jade and the contract are gone. They're now past tense so why don't you try and forget about the past. Don't stress yourself at least. Perhaps my dear, the Alejandro's are dangerous. Things would only worsen if you get tangled with a family like theirs. My lovely daughter. One one of your dad's friend has a son. He's an agriculturist. I don't know if maybe you could work things out this weeke-" "No, mummy. Count me out, please." She dropped her spoon into the cu

Sound asleep. Selena looked at Allisya's phone, which was close to the math notebook. She was still playing with her gadget even though she was supposed to be studying. "Studying but playing on your phone, dear. You won't be able to concentrate later," Selena took Allisya's phone. She knew the password because Allisya herself had told her so that there would be nothing hidden from her or Allister. That's how honest her only child was. Selena felt lucky to have Allisya, even though she became their only child after Selena could no longer have more children because her ovaries could no longer fertilize.

To raise a son who would rank first in his year, she'd quit her job and had dedicated 18 years of her life to his education. Now, it had all gone up in smoke. "This is all your fault!" Mr. McFadden roared. All of a sudden, as if he'd lost his mind, he lunged for Mr. Burke and punched him right in the face. "It was your bastard son who insisted on dragging my Jeremy to the nightclub! Give me back my son's future!" "Bullshit!" Refusing to take that lying down, Mr. Burke swung back immediately, striking Mr. McFadden right back.

Dad stood by, his face full of tender affection. As soon as he saw Simon barge in with a group of people, he frowned. "Simon, why are you bringing so many people in here? Laila just had surgery, and she needs to rest. All of you, get out!" He stepped forward to push them out, but Simon stood firm, eyes locked on him. "Did you forget about your other daughter?" My parents froze for a moment, as if they had only just remembered me. Dad looked away sheepishly. "What about her? She lost a kidney. She's much stronger than Laila, so she'll be fine."

“CEO of the recently privatised Air Mexico, and one of our longest-standing international allies.” Lucas extended his hand, his Spanish accent faint but undeniable. “It’s an honour, Miss Rhodes. You’re even more poised than you appear in the press.” “And this is his wife, Magdalena,” Frey continued, nodding toward the woman beside him. “Please,” she said, with a graceful laugh, “call me Maggie.” “And last but not least, their son and my very good friend, Javier” Frey added with effortless smiles. God, he’s such a good actor.

“Another thing, Elias. If anything happens to Alice McCutchen or myself, you know, an unfortunate accident. A disappearance, perhaps. I have had copies made of the dossier listing the details of your corporate raiding, and they will automatically be released to the authorities.” As I headed out the door he said, “You know, Adam, I always thought you were a spineless goody-goody. Saving lives. The good little doctor. But now I finally see that you’re my son after all. You actually do have the makings of a fine corporate mogul.” The sound of his mocking laughter followed me out of the penthouse suite.

Recognition came slowly, then all at once. Christiana blinked water from her eyes and stared at him. The sharp jaw. The dark eyes that had always seemed to see too much. Julian Frost. Her father's best friend. The man who used to visit their house when she was younger, who would sit in the study with her father for hours discussing business she did not understand. The man she had stupidly, hopelessly crushed on when she was sixteen. Her stomach twisted. Of all the people to appear now, it had to be him.

With two days left, I gave a speech at the ceremony as the program's top student. Mom called me afterward and cried the entire night. She said I was the reason she kept going and the reason she worked so hard to survive. I thought to myself, "But Mom… I was already dying. How could I possibly be that for you?" … On the final day, I received the "Perfect Daughter" trophy. It was heavy in my hands. I was the only one in the program who got it. Looking at the trophy, I smiled. Then, my vision blurred again.