Is Winston John Wick's Father Novels & Stories

"You mean he's your dad's… illegitimate son?" Abby gave a small nod. "Yes. My dad spent years trying to find him. He wants him to return and inherit the family business." Victoria's expression shifted slightly. In high society, there was never a shortage of scandalous stories. And the drama surrounding John's father had once made quite a splash. Back in his youth, John's father, Kenneth Westin, had fallen in love with a woman of humble background. Their romance had been passionate and public. For her sake, he defied the Westin family and severed ties with them.

William questioned Winston with narrowed eyes. Winston was unable to deny that William had constantly reminded him about Rose and Kingston, therefore he had never allowed himself to love him as his own child. As a result, he had never been a father figure to William and had always ignored his duty as a parent towards William. “No, I have no knowledge about that. This time, you are mistaken." Winston got up from his seat and spoke ominously at William; his once-sad expression had long since faded and was replaced by a sense of urgency and panic that eventually peeked out of the shell.

"My name is Winston. I don't know if I'll ever get another chance. I know what my father did... and I'm truly sorry." "Your father is--?" Cecilia asked. "Broderick." The name barely had time to register before Cecilia shot to her feet. "Who did you say?" "I'm sorry. I didn't know he would do something like that." Her eyes instantly reddened, her hands curling into tight fists. "You're Broderick's son? The Broderick who poisoned my father?" "It's all because of me," Winston said hoarsely. "I know even dying wouldn't make up for it, but I still have to say this. I'm sorry."

had been based on compassion and pity and not biology. “Your Honor,” Augustine said evenly, “my father took a broken baby boy in his arms when his best friend died. Killian was a child he had no claim to. His late father was a member of a gang. From that moment on, Winston Wolfe was his hero. But that child is not his blood. We knew for decades. I found out when I was just eight years old and my father begged me to keep it a secret. But the world did not.” Killian looked terrified at this news.

Her father had planned it! Jonathan had been forcing Wren into impossible situations. He was testing to see how she would handle it. Wren’s eyes watered when she realised that her father was secretly rooting for her to always win. All those times he told her he was proud of her, she thought he was just saying it for the sake of it. Especially since he never apologised for the past. She scrolled to her father’s contact…almost calling him to tell him she knew what he was doing. And that he didn’t need to throw so many snakes her way to see if she was fit enough to be his heiress.

Maxwell looked interested. "Back then, your grandfather was still around. The power of the Brooks Corporation should still be in your grandfather's hands, right? Even if your grandfather values your father very much, there's still a long time before he relinquishes power. Moreover, the conflict between Winston and your father over power in Brooks Corporation hadn't reached the most intense level yet. I keep feeling that Winston wouldn't kill your parents because of this!

I couldn't die though. If I died the baby I carried in me would die too and that would bring an end to Winston and his lineage. Evil couldn't prevail over good. I had to be strong. I couldn't start thinking of death now. Winston would win this and he would get his pack back, but only and only if I could keep my end of the bargain. The truth of my parentage came out last night. Father was a wolf hunter. I already had a feeling he would be one of those. He certainly wasn't working with the wolves and he was always wary of them. He was yet to tell me why but that would be something for later.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

“Why didn’t you just let him go?” “Are you fucking kidding me right now, Winston?” He glared at Lake. “This is your father’s fault. If he hadn’t hired a mafia to threaten my sister, nothing would have happened like this, and I wouldn’t have had to take a life to protect my sister. And do you think he would stop?” “Linden told me that his father might not have known that Maverick is a daughter of Siciliano since the target was merely my father.” “Yeah. He might have thought your father betrayed his son and killed him instead.”

I pushed on his chest but he closed in more and placed his hands by each side of the counter, refusing to step away. His face was twisted in anger. "I am clearly not in the mood for this behavior. Answer me!" He growled and my eyes flashed with disgust. " And who the hell do you think you are for me to start explaining anything to you, huh? We are no longer married, Mr. Logan Winston, and thank you so much for saving my son!" "Our son!" His voice bites out in a warning growl. " I have every right. I'm his father, Victoria. And I need to know why you kept him a secret and lied to me that you aborted him." He breathed in sharply, his fists clenched.