Jackie Christie Daughter Novels & Stories

"Exactly. Your family produced the top scorer this year, and you got into Kingston too. That's double the celebration." "Besides, didn't Mr. Brooks say before that he planned to choose the most capable heir? He doesn't care that much about blood relations." "If Chloe earns Mr. Brooks's approval this time, she won't just be some fake heiress anymore. She could become the actual successor to the Brooks family." Those words clearly struck a nerve. Yvonne's already fragile composure finally cracked. She suddenly pointed at the white dress I was wearing. "You must've cheated somehow! Y-you're even wearing a fake dress! Someone fake like you could never... never become the Brooks family's heir!"

She asked, walking ahead to sit beside him on the couch. "This girl," he pointed at the screen and Amelia followed his gesture with her eyes. She found it's a report about JPs stock market and briefings on the Chairman's eldest daughter. Also showing recaps of the press conference held at JP's Enterprise. "What about her?" She looked sideways at her father. "I know her." He said. "She..."

After speaking, she took the small box from her bag and gave it to Nicki. "And I'm sure you were wondering where her daughter is?" she added after looking at Shawn, who held her hand, that's on the top of the table. "Her daughter is with me," she said in a low voice. "Ericka and Shawn, there's something you have to know. I was the one who'll be the donor of your daughter." Nicki said that made them shocked. "You…" they muttered in unison as surprise became evident on their faces. "Yes, it's me…" and Nicki narrated everything that he said to Nick the day he confessed to him the truth about being a bone marrow donor to his niece.

Our daughter was gone, and Jack couldn't even be bothered to go to the hospital to confirm it. The recent news had given Vicky a taste of fame. She quickly capitalized on it by starting her own video channel, which had already gained 100,000 followers. She was live streaming the movie's opening ceremony. In the screen, Jack wore a carefully pressed custom suit, his hair perfectly styled, exuding confidence. He looked like he'd suddenly returned to his twenties. It was hard to imagine how he could live like this while our daughter was critically ill.

I say, resuming my pacing. “Because I’m a mother?” She stands up, tying the belt of her robe. “I have known my boys all my life. I knew Jake was never going to love another woman as much as he loved Jackie. That girl was his life. But then he found Hillary. She’s different from what I thought he’d like—soft, gentle, kind. All she wanted was him. I thought, 'Well, how many of us end up with our first love anyway?' But he kept Jackie in his life, and he allowed this... Look, I don’t know what you want me to say. He’s with her now, and you will be with Hillary. She’s a good girl, Bentley. She’s my daughter now just as much as you are my sons. You will be good to her.”

Then I found out that Jackie was Dad’s biological daughter, and that meant he was cheating on my mom before she died. My father is an asshole, and I would give anything for a chance to take back everything that belongs to me and make him pay for hurting me and my mom. I look forward to my eighteenth birthday so I can claim my mom’s wealth and get everything that belongs to me. Mom's words about the stranger that is coming on my eighteenth birthday kept ringing in my head, and I looked forward to it.

There goes the No public knowledge down the fucking drain. “Niccola Fairchild, daughter of Monica Sutclife, who recently married Magnat Cole Sutcliffe, joining their fortune, is photographed kissing Phillip Price. Will the next marriage join the most popular families in New York?” I read and close my eyes for a few seconds, not believing what I am seeing.

she replied softly, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. “And the mark under your arm,” Margaret pressed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, “is it from birth?” Anna nodded, confusion clouding her features. “Yes… it’s always been there.” Margaret’s breath caught in her throat. Without another word, she climbed onto the stage and pulled Anna into a fierce embrace, her tears finally spilling over. “You’re my granddaughter,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You’re the child I lost all those years ago.”

He had retorted with so much pride that Mishael couldn't help being disgusted. Queenie might've been bullied in the past because she had no idea who she was and the way her ex-husband and ex-bestie made her feel, but now, she was no pushover. The biological daughter of the Knights and the wife of Pierce Verlice was two titles capable of crushing a lot of companies. "Jessica, there's this hotel I'm trying to lodge into with a friend of mine but the security man insists that I need to verify my identity." Queenie spoke into the phone, not willing to waste her breath on the security man.

“Sir, Ma’am Jackie is in your office waiting for you.” Alexa heard a woman call to her husband from the other line. Alexa frowned even more, and her husband never spoke to her again. Her husband seemed to have forgotten her when he heard the name of his guest. She then hung up the call without saying goodbye to her husband because it was already time for work. “Guys, did you know that a beautiful woman visited the CEO?” Alexa’s ears immediately perked up when she heard what the gossipy regular employee said. “Ah, Jackie? That’s a friend of the CEO’s sister, and she’s not just a guest. I heard that she and the CEO were childhood sweethearts. She is also the daughter of one of the board of dir