Jack Harlow Parents Novels & Stories

Harvey asked when he noticed Adrian’s silence. “Too late! None of you are allowed to take your cell phones inside! None of you fools are worthy of admiring my woman’s extreme beauty!” Harvey then pointed toward the crowd and continued, “Listen here and listen well. You’re all pieces of sh*t in my mind, and I mean every single one of you!” Harvey was the only son of his family and had been pampered while he was growing up. He used to study at Southrive University but was expelled for bad behavior. Hence, he had no choice but to return to Swallowston.

"Thank you." He didn't leave. He stood there, hands at his sides, and I could feel the thing he wanted to say pressing against his teeth. "Say it, Leo." "Mrs Harlow's family," he said. "I pulled her personnel file." I looked up. "She had a grandson and a granddaughter. Elijah, age nine. Nadia, age seven. Their parents died in a car accident two years ago. Mrs Harlow was their sole guardian. She'd been raising them since."

Harlow paused for a moment before sneering, “I almost fell for your trap! He’s the son of the Yancey family, while you are someone I have plenty of opportunities to deal with in the future!” Melanie’s brows furrowed. It seemed more and more that Harlow wasn’t just going crazy and killing people to vent his anger. Jefford’s status mattered to him, but was he doing this to help Linda or cause her trouble? Melanie couldn’t figure it out just yet.

Johan winked at her before leaving. "I don't know if you are interested, but we finally found some information about your parents." Gore waved a folder in the air. Harlow made a face at him. "Really Gore, really? After nearly eighteen years. Besides, I already know about them." Gore rolled up the folder. “What do you mean, you already know them?" Harlow shrugged her shoulders. "I just do." "Since you know, tell me something. Except about the night you were born." Gore folded his arms.

If he wanted results, then depending on Harold might have been the best thing he could do. "The man I'm looking for is named James Parker. He might use a different name, depending on the occasion. He is the father of the rich Johnathan Parker." Warren said. He didn't beat around the bush at all. Though he didn't state the reason for looking for that particular man, Harold could already conclude that Warren was busy playing with fire. Warren handed a photograph that he took from the Parker mansion to Harold. Harold took the photograph and stared at it for a while before he told Warren something that even sent shivers down Warren's spine.

, he said to his dad embarrassed as they cracked into laughter. I smiled at the friendliness between them as I looked towards Zen. "Zen here tells me that your mother is Japanese", Zen's mom asked me. I nodded in reply. "Tell us about your family Haru" his father said with a smile. "My parents are Andrew Salvador and Sakura Salvador" I replied to them. "Ah! the business tycoon and the supermodel" , Zen' mom exclaimed. "No wonder you have the look of your beautiful mother". "Thanks" I replied blushing.

Ryan explained the current works of Diana Furnishing. Harvey was their friends since their primary schools and they knew what he has been through and they are here to support him to whatever he wants to do to get what rightfully his. “Who is handling the proposal in their end?” Harvey asked. He was conflicted to what to do. Before he was determined to destroy the company to lost the thing that support his father and his loving family. But given that the company was finance by his grandfather and painstakingly worked to success by his mother, it was hard for him to totally destroyed it.

"Harvey, this answer might disappoint you! I'm not the real Newhouse daughter, but you aren't a Newhouse child either!" "What?" Harvey's mind went blank. "You're not Wilfred's son. You're the child of your mother and another man!" Harvey felt a buzz in his ears, and something in his heart collapsed in that instant. He suddenly fell to his knees, a hot surge rising through his throat, and he spat out blood! "Harvey!" Toph hurried to support him, but his body was weak as if he would vanish the next second. Harvey gently pushed Toph's hand away and smiled bitterly.

She didn’t want to believe She knew the body she saw was her sister’s, it was Danica’s. But somehow she was still waiting on a miracle. Harley’s parents were religious and so was she, but they didn’t do well to attend church every Sunday. Harley’s parents were rich. They were scientists. They had collaborated with many scientific minds and were well known. They were presently working on a project in the town. Harley was never the bratty type who was boastful about her parent’s wealth and neither was her late sister Danica.

Mr Harlow smiled proudly, he was always proud of his son, Ethan's success had surpassed his and he's so glad he has a very hard working son. "The real Harlow" Ethan smiled as they hugged each other, he patted Ethan's back affectionately. Irish noticed,no bodyguard or worker was around. "Dad, meet Arin's nanny. Iri.." "Irish Levine" Mr Harlow completed Ethan's words and Ethan wasn't surprised. His mum might have told him about Irish. "Hi.. Mr Harlow, it's so nice..to meet you" Irish said. "Each of them told me how good you are, i hope you are as they said,do not disappoint me" Mr Harlow said.