Is There Anything As Undoing As A Daughter Novels & Stories

"But Father, you forgot something." Nelson frowned, his eyes flashing a warning. I pressed the small remote in my hand, and the giant screen behind us abruptly changed. The sentimental music cut off mid note, replaced by rough audio and grainy video. Nelson's cold voice rang out, clear as day, recorded on the day of the kidnapping. "I'll keep the money for charity and image laundering. What's one dead daughter? Saves me from having to split the inheritance if she came back, and it even helps build my public persona."

he immediately knelt infront of her. Yin Yue calmed down. "I am the daughter of General Jiang Lin.Merely taking their lives is not enough for me.I want them to suffer ,I want them to have the taste of betrayal,I want to disclose their conspiracy to the world and I want to restore my father's and my family's honor"she said with determination. Wang Wei was really surprised for a moment .Yesterday,she was a little girl,frozen with fear and shock but today she is issuing orders as if she is a general in army.

"I have not even eaten today." "Oh really?". I arch a brow. "I must have my pity face on. Hold on." I wave a hand in front of my face and stare at her with hard eyes. "Now I don't care." "Your daughter should have thought of the consequences of what she was about to do before she did it. I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do about it." Dad tells her. "My son just got that iPad last month." "Eh! I am finished." She cries.

I said. "I know." No apology. No explanation. "She won't take my calls." I kept my voice steady. I'd been practicing that. "The doctors say she's making progress. Setting boundaries. Moving forward." I looked at Irene directly. "My twenty-three-year-old daughter is in a treatment center because your son picked his fated mate and walked away like Jane never existed. And apparently that's supposed to be her healing." "I'm sorry..." "I don't want a sorry." I slid the photograph across the table. "I want you to look at it."

Kelen Enderson was also in the hospital, and the relationship between them was really good. "Mr.Enderson , you must be mistaken. Do you really think that there is anything good that you can threaten me with now? I just want you to see how lowly your prided daughter can be. Back then, you all scolded my mother in such a manner, and yet now I understand. So, it turns out that the biggest retribution the heavens have for you is not the collapse of Enderson ’s Group, but … Your daughter, Belle Enderson . "

Úrsula calmly began reading each page. "We've been deceived?" she asked, wide-eyed. "More than that," he grumbled, bringing his hands to his head as she continued reading. "Dad, what does this mean?" "Are you daft? We have to give everything back, and obviously, there will be compensation. Richard had thought of everything, even when he's somewhere else, he continues to cause trouble," he grumbled as his daughter's hands trembled, feeling everything she had achieved slipping through her fingers.

Who almost sacrificed me tonight. The man who's my biological father. “What happens now?” I finally ask, my voice empty of emotion. “You know the truth. You know I'm your daughter. Does that change anything?” Alpha Rowan looks at me, and I see genuine remorse in his eyes. “I don't know. I don't… I can't—” “You can't undo what you've done.” I finish for him. “Can't bring back my mother. Can't bring back Alpha Darius. Can't erase ten years of curse or hunting or pain.”

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

Zander scoffed. The last time you decide on your own, you married Clinton. I and your dad was against it but you were so much in love, you even dropped your identity as the president daughter and his heir just because of him! No more you making decisions, the last time you did it was disastrous.” Mrs. Zander said. Lydia’s chest tightened. She forced a laugh, though it lacked humor. “I’m done eating.” Pushing back her chair, she walked away. Mr. Zander glared at his wife. “That was harsh.”

Her voice was soft and sweet, melting one’s heart, “My daddy says that if a bad person tries to bully others, they can’t become the victim just because they get bullied back. A bad person is always bad, even if someone bullies them, they’re still bad!” Esther: “...” So sharp-witted at such a young age. No wonder she was Evander’s daughter—she should have realized this earlier! A little girl with bodyguards going out like this was rare in all of City A. With that look... only a man like Evander could have fathered her. But... Which woman was so lucky to have such an adorable daughter with a man like that! For some reason, just thinking about it made Esther’s heart ache in a quiet, broken way.