Novel & Cerita Jack Harlow Parents

Before Mandy could even speak, Harlan smiled when he stepped forward. “Let me introduce you, Ms. Zimmer. “This is Harvey. He’s the son of a good friend of mine. He has an arranged marriage with my daughter, Billie Higgs. I consider him my own at this point. “Please get along well!” Whitley smiled. “There’s something you should know, Ms. Zimmer. Since I only have a daughter, the family would have to let Harvey take over its businesses in the future.” “What are you saying, Mom?!” exclaimed Billie shyly.

As in… her father? Holy shit. Mr. Harlow- Richard Harlow, the rich asshole who’d donated half the school’s gym just to keep his daughter’s scandals quiet. I had seen him at several parent-teacher nights, always eyeing the young teachers like potential fucks. A wicked idea sparked in my mind then. Revenge on Brittany? What better way than to seduce her daddy—fucking him senseless, and making him beg for my tight pussy while his precious daughter slept nearby.

I couldn't control a shocked gasp from escaping my throat, and Will grinned, clearly having the time of his life. "Ah, yes. That was more like the reaction I was looking for," he said. "You devil! Don't tell me you ..." "No, it wasn't me, as much as I would like to take credit for it. Actually, it'll surprise you who was behind the whole thing, or maybe it wouldn't, I don't know. It was Claire's parents, mostly her father, Harris. His wife, Martina, also knew about it. She's spineless, that woman, and I believe she didn't really support what her husband did, but didn't have the nerve to tell him so. She does everything her husband says, you see, and would never go against him. Does the name

I froze the moment I saw the message from Zachary. "You saw us today, didn't you? You saw how happy we are as a family of three. Not only Leta, but your biological parents funded and contributed to the opening of my jewelry design studio, too, allowing me to live a comfortable and lavish lifestyle. "So what if you're their biological child, Harvey? So what if I almost destroyed you? At the end of the day, you are the one who isn't loved. "It's my jewelry design studio's anniversary celebration tomorrow. Do you wanna come by and witness with your own eyes how deeply in love Leta and I are with each other?"

"Ellie needs a mother. Now that Jennifer is gone, you and Lydia should go get your marriage license as soon as possible. Then you'll be a real family." His mother had never really liked me. Back when Harvey still protected me, she'd kept her mouth shut. But the moment she sensed him cooling toward me, she'd done every ugly thing she could think of. She assumed he would agree. After all, he clearly didn't love me anymore. But Harvey shoved her away. "A real family? Never. My only wife was Jennifer. I'm not marrying anyone else. "You like Lydia so much? Then you marry her yourself! I only ever wanted Jennifer!"

The unknown was always the most terrifying. Finally, Harvey couldn't take it anymore. He collapsed to the ground and said, "Dear boy, your parents' disappearances really had nothing to do with me." "Rephrase yourself. You only have one chance." Gideon's tone was calm and detached. This carried far more weight than any angry outburst. Harvey's heart tightened as he gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, your parents came to me seeking help." "What do you mean?" "I'm not originally from Goldspire. I come from a hidden family in Dalhurst, one with immense influence. Your parents sought my family's assistance. As for why, it was about your mother."

The only thing she had always done was visit her mother every day and return home to cook for him. Harvey's parents owned a Conglomerate where they based on different things but one thing they mainly based on was Golds. His parents supply Golds and made a lot of Jewelries with it too which made them the top richest man in the country but that did not mean that Harvey could rely on them and not try his best. They believed Harvey should be able to protect his "small" company all by himself without their help and only then would he be able to head their Conglomerate too.

“Sure, his dad’s a complete jerk, but your genes are definitely the dominant ones here. Once he’s raised in our family, I bet he’ll turn out way better than his dad ever did.” I nodded with a grin. “Exactly! Plus, he’s got a super talented, ridiculously handsome actor uncle… he’s bound to be proud and happy!” Harvey rolled his eyes but still reached out, gently resting a hand on my stomach. “Hearing you say that, I’ve got to admit… I’m starting to look forward to meeting this little guy.” Then he frowned. “Wait, hold on. Have you even been eating properly? How are you still not showing at all?”

Harvey kept his cool, smiling and nodding as his mother was entertaining the visitors. ‘”I’s fine, I know Texas. He did not really have to fetch me.” “Uh. Mom. I think the food is almost burning.” Zac interrupted to keep his mom busy while they go figure out what the balding, stout sin-eater wanted. When his mother was out of earshot and they all knew that they were not heard by anyone else, Harvey stood up and took a good look of Zac’s parent’s humble abode. He looked at old photo frames in the wall and touched figurines which his mother painstakingly collected all through the years.

As he had changed into clean clothes before returning, Harvey only carried the faint scent of antiseptic—leaving Ethel completely unaware of his injuries. "Elara is Beau's mother! I won't tolerate you—his grandmother—belittling the Jones family like this again!" Harvey exhaled sharply before continuing, "You can curse Niamh, curse Abel, but never the Jones family! Insulting them means insulting Elara." Ethel blurted out, "So what if I insult Elara?" The moment the words left her mouth, Harvey whirled around. His piercing gaze turned razor-sharp, pressing against Ethel's throat like a blade and silencing her.