Jade Cargill Daughter Age Novels & Stories

I knew she didn't want to be home alone. Ha... why does she have to hide it in her chest? Is that how she was raised? Or maybe, is that what her brother told her so she wouldn't be bothersome to some people? I nodded. "Yes, of course. I have to warn you, though, that it might not be a pleasant sight." Jade didn't seem to care. "It's okay. I just want to be with you." I smiled and led the way to the hospital. Just as expected, Jade’s still a little girl, despite being 10 years old and intelligent, her inner child is still alive.

"Yes, I'm not particularly fond of her wrath. The woman stands at five foot tall and still scares the daylights out of me. Most parents encourage their children to eat their vegetables by telling them the good consequences that come from them—They're healthy, full of vitamins, you'll get big and strong, carrots are good for you eyesight. Not my mother! She had me convinced that if I didn't eat the carrots on my plate my eyes would rot out of my skull and I would go blind." Jade giggled, "She sounds amazing." "Not to a six-year-old who hated carrots." Pause. "So what about your parents? What was life like for you as a child." Jade looked down at her hands, trying to avoid eye contact. "I lost

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

But with those words, my doubts hardened into certainty. I burst into the room with rage and swung the desk lamp at Jennifer’s head. She screamed and fought back. We wrestled and yanked each other’s hair, as neither of us had any plans of backing down. In the struggle, I accidentally bumped into my daughter. Caught off guard, she fell hard against the desk. A child’s bones were so fragile, and her spine snapped as a result. On top of that, the back of her head struck a sharp crystal ornament. Aurora collapsed to the floor, and in an instant, bright red blood spread beneath her.

"Tell that to Jaden and his photogenic effect. He feeds off this attention." He wasn't mistaken. Jaden drank in the limelight. He was meant for it. But unlike him, Jermaine and I preferred to keep things under the radar. Or so we'd thought. Today low-key was definitely not on the menu. Jadakiss, our little girl — our fourth and last child of three boys and herself — radiated in her royal blue gown. The same eyes as mom. Alexia's same spunk. Jaden's same scary cool. Angelica, Aurora and Kael's child, stood beside her, flipping through the orientation guide like she was about to argue the entire board of admissions. She was seventeen and already resembled someone who could govern a country.

“I know. It's the house at Kensington Gardens. We’re all asking about you. It's not easy to be chosen by my cousin.” There was excitement in her eyes and she took a few steps closer. “My name is Jade, and I’m nineteen years old. You look about my age, so you sure are something else.” ‘She’s only nineteen years old and loved by the Fergersons. She’s like a princess in an ivory tower.’ “I fought for it for a while before I secured Mr. Fergerson as a client.” Jade's thinking was simple. She did not wonder why an interior designer would come to the Fergerson Estate to find Caleb. Even if it was to talk about business, Penny should come here for that.

Her name sounded oddly familiar though. No results, please let No results pop up my screen. A tab opened up. Layla Jones, 22 years old Daughter of Cedric Jones and Granddaughter of the iconic, Hendric Jones Shit... There was even a profile about her and a few pictures. She was kind of pretty though definitely not my type, but she'll do. “You like what you see on Toogle?”, he asked amused, and I threw him a glare “Its G****e”, I corrected. “And no, she's not the kind I pictured I would marry when I would plan to marry”

Kate turned around immediately; ''what of ivy? ''she has a shoot in another city. She couldn't come!'' Jayden said, as he walked into the house. The first person he saw was Elle, Evie’s daughter, she was 21. Quite an insane replica of her mom. She was in the musical academy. When Elle saw him, she smiled and embraced him in a quick hug. ''How are you?'' Jayden asked, as he patted her head. ''I'm fine, didn't know you would come.'' she smiled as they walked into the house.

They had sold out their own daughter without a single shred of hesitation. I tip the envelope over, and a stack of old, physical photographs spill onto my lap. I flip through them lazily. Jade as a toddler. Jade on her first day of kindergarten school. She had always carried that same quiet, annoying innocence in her eyes. I keep shifting through the stack until I reach a faded, slightly bent photograph. According to the date scribbled on the back in messy ink, she was nine years old in this one.

She searched in every direction, but still, no sign of Caleb. Then, as she looked down, she saw, sitting there, on the edge of the dock, a boy. He looked to be about ten, and as she looked closer, she realized it was his son. Jade. Jade was sitting there all alone, staring out at the water, his legs dangling over the edge. He was so cute, sitting there, an exact replica of Caleb. It made her heart break, as it made her wonder what her life with Caleb might have been like. It made her think of the child they would have had together, made her again mourn her lost baby. It made her wonder if she’d made the wrong decision to come back in time.