How Old Is Cole Swindell Daughter Novels & Stories

“I gotta go guys, see you later!” We waved him off, not even bothering to ask where he was going even though there were ten minutes left for the lunch bell to ring. “I didn’t think we’d see the day when Josh would be so whipped he’d literally flock his girl twenty-four-seven.” Devon told us. “Who’s he dating anyway?” I asked curiously. “That cop’s daughter? The one who nearly threw him in jail for pursuing his seventeen year old.” “Yupp.” Cole grinned. “And she turns eighteen next month, so he can be open about it very soon. But for the time being, he says that they are just being ‘friends’.”

Damn it. “My mother won’t be upset,” he went on. “She understands that I have many demands on my time.” Frankly, she sounded terrifying. I mean, all Cole knew about her was that she organized charity auctions—an act of moral carbon offsetting if ever there was one—and that her children were Aiden and Ellery. Because, y’know. She adored both of them, but she’d be kind of worried if she’d raised them.

Everyone did not eat and waited for him to come home. "Uncle, do you remember the girl I told you about?" Cole was anxious, so he started the conversation with Elliot, "I went to see Avery in the afternoon and saw a photo of the same girl on her phone." Elliot's eyes darkened and his movement halted. "I'm quite certain that she's the same girl who came to me. The girl looks just like Avery, I can't forget that! I suspect that she's Avery's actual daughter." Cole told Elliot about his speculation.

Even at sixty-three, it drew women of different age groups to him. The drive to Lockwood mansion was long but comfortable. Cole knew he would have no trouble convincing his friend and beta to release his daughter's hands to his son. He was also aware of Jade's...obsession with his son. Even if Ben refused, the girl would jump and fall to his feet at the offer.

“He’s come so far. I don’t think I’d ever be able to keep up with him now.” “Give him time,” Isla replied with a knowing smile. “He’s still figuring it out. He just… hides it better now.” Nearby, Cole, Lucian and Moriah’s son, was leaning against the wall, quietly observing the scene around him. At seventeen, Cole had become the quiet heartthrob of the group, he's handsome in a way that made everyone take notice, but with a soft-spoken charm that made him all the more captivating. His natural good looks were complemented by a calm, almost ethereal quality that seemed to make him immune to the drama that swirled around him.

“I wonder why Mom always lets us see him whenever he shows up. Weren’t they supposed to be divorced?” I have always asked myself that question too, but I guessed it was more like she wanted us to be close to our dad even after what he did. “Is he going to be there with his wife?” I inquired. Cole nodded. “His whole family is coming; I forgot to tell you, but he has a daughter now, and she is currently fifteen.” He revealed it, and my eyes widened. He has a fifteen-year-old daughter. It was quite surprising to hear that.

I had stopped paying attention to it an hour ago. Then I heard it. A name. I turned. The newsreader was composed and professional, a baby photo filling the screen beside her. A little girl, round-cheeked, maybe two years old in the image. I knew that face. *The Cole family is appealing to the public for information regarding the whereabouts of their late brother’s three-year-old daughter, Nadir Cole who has been missing since the night of the attack on the Cole family estate. As her body was not recovered from the scene, the family believes she may still be alive. She is the sole heir to her father’s estate, and anyone with information is urged to contact the number on screen.*