Freida Mcfadden The Perfect Son Novels & Stories

Turning around and leaving without any courtesy was truly impolite. Fiona Forger and Damian Desmond's engagement was an unchangeable matter. Even if Mrs. Sandra Hale was displeased, she couldn't deny that her son was inferior to the other party. The other party's son was already six years old. Although she didn't care about Fiona Forger bringing her son into their family and even felt gleeful at the thought of Damian Desmond's son calling her son "father," her son was truly too gentlemanly and didn't want to compete any further.

Riley said, winking at Freya. “You have got to be kidding me,” Freya reacted. “Let me guess. The most perfect man is Kenneth?” “What? Is he?” Riley asked, blushing. “You said it, not me!” “Kenneth, Kenneth,” Adrian said. “Brilliant. Handsome. Family friend.” “Not exactly the perfect son-in-law,” he added. “Unless you think so.” “AHHH!” Freya screamed. “Fine! I’ll go to Freedonia and deal with Kenneth myself!”

"Oh, I don't know, maybe to destroy that relationship a little more. Which I did. I hope you didn't want your parents to forgive you, as that won't happen now." "Just leave." I'm done. She's using me to bribe Alaric, and I can do nothing to stop her. She laughs and walks to me. "You were the perfect little church girl, Ruby. That was until you met my son." My body runs cold at her words. "Your parents sympathised with me. They told me everything. You were wild at sixteen, weren't you?" My head shakes at her words. That was different. "They told you?" I fight back the tears

Michael thought his hearing had failed him. "Your ears are perfectly fine, I won't repeat myself," Federico said. "I never knew Evans had a beautiful daughter like this. That moment she drove outside and then the sun —the sun touched her. She was like an angel!" He exclaimed in the car like a man seeing spirits. "But sir, what about Iryna?" Michael asked. "You said you wanted her too." "Yeah, but I also want to punish her and make her my slave. But this one, she has to be the mother of my children," Federico said.

“He hasn’t done anything. In fact, I haven’t even seen him these past few days. He’s rarely around. Unlike his son.” “Son?” came my father’s confused reply. I let out a small, nervous laugh. “Apparently, the mafia king has a little boy. He calls me ‘Mama.’ It’s… strange.” The line went silent for a moment as I brushed my hair and sat at the vanity. My reflection looked composed—a stark lie my frantic pulse betrayed. “I-I’m sorry, Rachel,” Dad said suddenly, his voice cracking. “This is all my fault.”

She's the perfect woman I want for my son, Andrew. I was talking over the phone with him concerning the interview with the ladies who applied to be my son's wife. I just don't feel any of them will be fit like Fiona. I have fallen in love with her already and wish she could be with my son. Seeing such a woman like her today makes me want only her for my son. I just wish there was a way things could turn around for her to be my son's wife and my daughter-in-law. The perfect girl child I wished I had for my son.

, Leah leaned forward, whispering, “Ey, did you even hear that she’d make a partnership with Manzo’s group to secure her position?” Cardyn’s fork, which she had been holding tightly, instantly fell from her hand. It clattered on the ground as her eyes blinked in shock. So, was that why Sofia hugged her husband? Was it to take advantage of him for her benefit? But as the daughter of Thompson's family, she shouldn’t have done such a thing.

"Mom, I know I messed up! I went crazy and let Mona mess with my head. She convinced me you were out to ruin them, so I left with her... But I get it now, I was so wrong. Please, forgive me!" Wow. He really had an excuse ready for everything. Suppressing a laugh, I just smirked. "So, what finally got you to snap out of it?" Henry's face twisted, something dark flashing in his eyes. "That woman... she's nuts! "She only got close to me because my kidneys were a match for her daughter, who has renal failure! "She acted all sweet to get me to donate one. And when I refused, she had me kidnapped to take it by force!"

She would laugh and cry at the same time, holding a doll made from a pillow, showing it off to anyone she saw. "This is my son, Curtis. He's amazing. He's done so many great projects, and got into a top graduate program. Now, he's successful. He's always listened to me. He's such a gentle, outstanding child. You can be jealous all you want. Only I could give birth to a son like him!" Everyone knew why she was there, so no one paid her any attention. As for my father, he never visited her once after everything happened. He lost his job over the scandal and watched his life fall apart overnight.

"Daisy was born with a heart condition." "The doctors always believed medication would be enough but they recently found complications and the surgery can't wait anymore." His thumb traced the rim of the cup. "I promised her I'd take care of everything." Bianca stayed quiet. "I thought I could." A short laugh escaped him, "I had money, influence, and I thought nothing could stop me." He shook his head."Then my father cut me off." He finally looked at her again, "I've tried everything Bianca, my savings, loans, friends but no one wants to help once they hear Richard Anderson has disowned his own son."