Jamal Murray Parents Novels & Stories

In a fit of rage, I hurled the basketball in my hands directly at James. Fate is a funny thing. Sometimes, it’s beautiful; other times, it’s downright cursed. When my parents dragged me along to apologize to James, it turned out our families knew each other. “Oh, look who it is! Little Amy! You’ve grown so much! I remember holding you when you were just a tiny bundle of joy. Do you remember me? Joe?” My dad and James’s dad, Joe Jonas, were best friends back in college. If Joe’s family hadn’t moved overseas to start their business, we might’ve had some kind of childhood betrothal.

I blushed and said. After breakfast, Arthur and I went straight to Mr. and Mrs. Jamarreon's mansion, which is essentially my parents' house. My mother welcomed us. "I'm so happy to see you here." Mrs. Jamarreon said as she hauled us both into the building. My parents had a big smile on their faces. I could plainly see my son, my best friend Ariel, Arthur's mother and aunt, my neighbor, and a few other people in the living room. I and Ariel had some time to catch up on each other's lives before my Mom interrupted us with her abrupt comment.

She needs her parents, she needs her family's love for now " I explained. Jamal tilted his head slightly and moved closer to me. He held my shirt by the collar and grabbed it with force as he pulled closer to me… "I don't know what it is that candance or this baby has done to you, but I need your had back in the game, what, the fuck? Is it actually wrong with you, she doesn't have a lovely family, do I have to freaking remind you that she was sold to us? What family who loves their child would do such a horrible thing?!" jamal yelled as h let go of my collar, he dragged a hiss and turned on hi feet…, .I watched all he did and I realized how right he was, I was so selfish I wanted I get rid o

" Usually, when we have meetings, we know what to expect from the person we having a meeting with and normally would go to the golf course and just discuss what needs to be done or come to a mutual agreement but I am Murray's house because he had a sprained ankle he thought that it was broken and he mentioned that you patched him up and his son was your assistant. " " Jethro is so adorable and I don't have any problems when it comes to kids but he just needs stability and he needs his father's attention most of the time and I don't want to take his father's attention away from him. I figured that he needed some father and son time."

As soon as the doors closed and we were alone, she pounced. “What the hell happened to you?” she demanded, grabbing my arm. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. And since when does Jamal save damsels in distress? Wasn’t he the one we were running from last night?” I exhaled sharply, leaning against the mirrored wall of the elevator. “You wouldn’t believe what I just found out… what he told me.” She folded her arms. “Try me.” I glanced up at her, knowing her reaction was going to be loud, and probably involve her flailing limbs. “Jamal owns that club we partied at last night,” I said slowly, “and apparently… Alex is his son.”

He didn’t know whether it would change anything or not. “Thirdly, what our goal is.” Everyone was ready to take a note. Hands magically had a notepad and a pen. Watching them, Malikul nodded in acknowledgment. He was even happier when Akmal was willing to put aside his feelings and be more vigilant instead. “Jamal was and is the little brother of your father, is that correct?” Akmal reluctantly nodded his head. “Good.” Malikul rubbed his palms on his thighs. “Tell me, how is the relationship between your father and your uncle?”

He took her to Zach's house and left her there, as they came down to the coronation ground. After the event ended in chaos, Jamal went back for his mother and brought her back to their apartment. He didn't bother going to a new apartment. It didn't matter where he went. His father would always locate them in just hours if he wanted to. But deep down, somehow, Jamal was convinced his father wouldn't come looking for them anymore. Right now, he had everything he wanted. He had the Packhouse in his claws. And he already ruined Jordy's family. He must be relishing on his victory, and would definitely not have the time to come back here and bother them.

He hardly talk to them, he doesn't give them any attention cause he's yet to consider them as his child but when he saw Jamal smile, he was reminded of Ida. Reagan saw him staring at the twins, and almost immediately he chipped in to stop them from thinking something else. "Papa has been busy, and he has a lot going through his mind" Reagan said, and the twins nodded. "Papa, we are not angry instead we love you more, you're better than Mom that only care about her phone and fashion" Jamal said and Avery arched his eyebrow before glancing at Reagan. “ Phone and fashion???” “ She's always on her phone whiskering round the house, making irritating noise so we spent most of our moments with aunt

Author’s POV Jamal drove quickly out of his estate, he had a meeting with the board of directors in a company looking to invest a billion dollars into his real estate company. He was both a successful actor and real estate mogul. Jamal owned diverse properties across the globe and his father owned half of the city, but he has always been humble and respectful. “I'm on my way Khloe, get everything ready and everyone should be sitting before I get there.” he instructed on the call before ending it abruptly. Avery is the only one who makes Jamal calm and easygoing, but when it involves his work he is always strict.