Novel & Cerita Jamal Murray Parents

" Justin said angrily. The two children started to argue. "Oh, isn't this Jasmine? I heard she's been a mistress lately. She even ruined the marriage alliance between the Brown family and the Douglas family. You're quite something," said Justin's mom, who was also a member of Serena, Zelda, and their group. Jasmine's former high school classmate. "What's this? You came alone to accompany your child on Parent's Day? Where's your man? Hasn't that bastard recognized his own son yet? How pitiful," the woman sarcastically looked at Jasmine.

Jerome Jayden and Paul Jayden simply nodded their heads steadily. “Good luck then… For your everything…” said Jerome Jayden. “Your career, your relationship, and also your future life…” continued Paul Jayden. “Same things go to both of you… Are you still in charge of Limardy & Co Enterprise?” asked Rendy Pluto in his bit relaxing manner. Jerome Jayden and Paul Jayden nodded their heads. It was their moms who came from the wealthy and prosperous Limardy big family. Even their dads were helping in their moms’ big company producing sports and musical instruments.

" Thanking him, Jewel got up to leave. Immediately she got home, she called and an appointment was fixed for the next day. The company was the Armstrong empire, the most influential empire in the city. The company's CEO had always kept a low profile, so, she had no idea what he looked like. Sighing loudly, Jewel sank into the sofa. Once more, her thoughts drifted to Liam Ledger. She cursed herself for running away but then, she was also glad, she wouldn't have known what to say. Also, she wasn't ready to tell him her secret. She wasn't sure how he would react finding out they had a son together.

I spoke impressed. “Umm… you can say so…” he laughed. “What does MJ stands for?” I asked curiously. He started to speak, but I stopped him, “Wait let me guess…” and I looked at him seriously, placing my hand on his chest. “MJ are your parents' initials…” I guessed. His breath hitched, “Both your parents… isn’t it?” He raised his eyebrows at this, so I placed my head on his chest and spoke, “You miss your parents, particularly your dad.”

I say. "And how can I help?" asks my friend. " He wants to know Jordan's father's name." I say. "Is that all?" he asks. " For now, yes." I say. " Well, his father owns a multinational and international company, and his mother is an event organizer, not just any type of event. They're pretty rich and—” I cut her off. " Rebecca what are the names? She says soon." I speak without patience. " Jeremy Brenner and Suzan Mark Brenner." she says and I close my eyes.

Aliya grumbled. "Aliya leave her be, it's not like you have been here for long. Take a seat dear" Grandma Devon defended her and she quietly nodded her head as she scanned around the room for an empty seat, but to her greatest dismay, there was none. The only empty seat was space beside Jamal and that was the last person she wanted to seat close to. Jamal hardly spoke to anyone at home, not to talk of her. He was the first son of the household and he was the future CEO of his father's conglomerate. Ever since she got back home from England, he had spoken just once to her and what he had said was:

I turned and exited the gym with my keys already in my hand. Back in the gym: “Damn he was mad as hell; are you really going to call your parents and have them lift the banned.” Leah asked. “Absolutely not, but I will be making a phone call though.” Jazz said, as Leah pushed her towards the exit. “Who are you going to call?” “I’m going to call Mr. and Mrs. Jamison; they deserve to know what’s going on. They need to know that their son is putting his future as an NBA player and our future at risk. All because of a fat over weight bitch who is trying to ruin everything we have worked for.” Jazz said, watching as Syn’s truck back out of the parking lot heading off campus.

“Mom, not this again—“ “No excuses, young man! You should’ve behaved like the gentleman I raised you to be and gone on that date instead of leaving the poor girl waiting. You’re already thirty-one for goodness sake. When are you going to give me my grandkids? I want to hold them before I’m too old to carry them. “I’ve already rescheduled the date for tomorrow, and this time you’re going. Don’t you dare keep her waiting again. She’s a well-mannered young lady from the Ashcroft family. Exactly the kind of woman you need. And don’t give me that CEO nonsense! I know you spend half your free time playing video games in your pajamas when you think nobody’s watching.” Despite himself, Jamal found h

Ciara rushed towards me looking very happy. “Kamara!” She screamed, hugging me tightly. I held her back. “What's wrong? How is dad?” “Dad is fine. You wouldn’t believe it, Kamara. We just received a call from the mafia that he is letting the house go.” She said. My heart thumped faster. I know I have been firm with my request. I probably just wasn't expecting him to do it so soon. I rushed to the room and saw my mum smiling alongside my dad.

Who made this boy anchor this programme with Tony? “Jamal.. You never change. Ok. Jordan, you have never made me question working for you or made me feel less. You treat me with so much grace and respect, even when I make mistakes. You possess traits that only well-raised children have. You are a fine, well-behaved gentleman. I wouldn't have anyone else take my daughter to the alter," she says. “Once upon a time, it wasn't so, but we are grateful for growth,” Jamal jokes.