Is William Afton Vanessa's Dad Novels & Stories

"Your father remarried?" "Yes, Vanessa was his secretary. She was already five months pregnant with Mark when they married." His jaw clenched. "I watched my father fall for her manipulation. Watched him slowly turn away from me and toward Mark, she did every she could to use me against my father. She blamed me for every bruise Mark got every scraped knee. She did everything to put Mark forward in my father's eyes. What she didn't know was the bulk of the money was mine and not my fathers. Yes, he had money in his own right but not my mother's family's money. My mum made sure he had a very conformable life."

he asked, his voice low but firm. Richard Hart turned to face him, and I swear, the air got ten times heavier. “You,” my father’s voice was filled with disgust. Cole’s expression remained calm, but there was something deadly in his eyes. “Me,” he answered. “You really are a disgrace,” my father spat. “First, you couldn’t even control your ex, and because of that, my only daughter was kidnapped and nearly killed.” My chest tightened. Cole’s face remained unreadable. “Vanessa is a criminal. She doesn’t define me.”

One person whose disappearance had never made sense. **James Anderson.** Vanessa's father. The room fell silent. Then Vanessa whispered: “My father created Project Helios." Outside the windows of Carter Holdings, the city moved endlessly forward. Unaware. Indifferent. Alive. Inside the office, four people stared at a truth that rewrote everything they thought they knew because the affair had never been the beginning. The divorce had never been the catalyst. Even Marcus had never been the architect. Someone else had designed the first blueprint and according to the final line of the proposal...

William said after he sat across from the old man and his son, ignoring the other three. "Yes, it's me. Is there anything I can help with?" Old Eugene replied in his weary voice, before he was surprised that William shook his hand warmly and said, "Great! I am Edward William James. I have come to ask for the hand of your son Jessica petrin for my dear friend and brother Bernard Rottber." After hearing this, the group opened its mouth in shock, and among them was Bernard who barely realized that Eugene is Jessica's father and that Osama is her brother.

Kova said which made Vanessa laugh, seeing Vanessa kova started to help also. "Oh, daddy Luc-" Vanessa was laughing hard her face red. "Okay now stop laughing, and think about charlie's car dude," Kova said while parking the car on the side of the road, remembering the car accident Vanessa stopped laughing. "Why do you remind me of the car?" Vanessa said looking toward kova with an irritating tone

’ However, to his surprise, the little one turned back before he got on the luxury black car and left a meaningful glance even though it just stayed for a second. “Get in.” Said the man. The door closed quickly and the car was soon nowhere to be seen, leaving the two standing silly in the rain. "Damn this man! Who the hell does he think he is. How could he be so cold even to his own son? Is that boy truly his son? I would rather die if I had such a dad like him."

Her wolf felt so weak. Daddy must have felt it too. They were mates, after all. The car pulled up to a beautiful big house. Inside, Daddy was already eating with Vanessa, and there was no cake on the table. It was strange. If today wasn't Vanessa's birthday, why hadn't Daddy come home for mine? Daddy's scent was tangled with the smell of Vanessa's herbs. He glanced at Mommy, dripping water onto the floor, and went back to his food. “Theodore,” Mommy said. “I came to get you. Come home for Serena's birthday.”

Who was Isla’s father? Just as he began to doubt and try to piece together the puzzle, the office door swung open. Vanessa walked in, clearly agitated upon seeing him recognize the photo. She strode over, snatched the picture from him, and said sternly, “Mr. Kensington, please conduct yourself appropriately.” “What about the child’s father?” Luca’s question embarrassed Vanessa, making her freeze for a moment. She gestured for her assistant to leave and carefully placed the photo back. “This has nothing to do with you, right?”

"Marvin, who caused all this trouble? Your precious daughter was the one who has brought such shame to our family. Yet, you don't think I should nag her?" Marvin didn't say anything else while Fiona continued to blabber non-stop. Her words were as savage as could be. Vanessa always knew that her father rarely dared to speak up in front of her stepmother but this matter was related to her innocence and also to the crime. However, her father still chose to ignore her and instead chose to protect Fiona. From that day on, Vanessa told herself in her heart that her father was dead to her. She would always be on her own...