Janet Jackson's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I have my suspicion but I can't really say because I'm not sure yet.” “What do you think his name is ?” “Jackson Aurel.” I muttered. “Wait a minute__” he held his mouth open as realization hit him. “Are you shitting me.” his eyes were wide open that I feared his eyes might fall out to the ground. “You know I don't have enough time to do that. She's his biological daughter. Her name is Kacie Jackson Aurel.” “But, as you know he's no longer in power. He's now resorted to drinking and gambling.”

My chest is tightening as I clearly saw our face being televised right now. “The more shocking truth is that these pictures have been taken inside the president’s daughter's house. And the real question is that, does the president’s daughter know that her bodyguard, boyfriend rather, plead guilty to the murder of the late senator but pulled out of the case because of the influence of his family?” “This is ABC News, reporting.” Guilty of fucking what?!

Sophia Leonidas. ‘You do recognise me.’ ‘Barely. Theé mou—’ His eyes swept her frame. ‘You’ve—grown.’ He remembered her as a gangly blonde who still had to grow into her lean body. An awkward teenager completely dominated by her overprotective father. A pampered princess never allowed out of her heavily guarded palace. Stay away from my daughter, Andino. It was the unspoken threat that had made him determined to talk to her. Just thinking of the name Leonidas was enough to ruin his day and now here was the daughter, standing in his office.

Jessy kissed the baby's cheeks affectionately. This is the time for the thing that everyone has been waiting for. Jonathan and his wife and child finally officially announced their daughter's name. "Meet our only beloved daughter, Milan Catya Fallen." Jonathan's words received a lot of praise from the people who attended the welcoming party. They clapped their hands, imagining their sons who could be side by side with the daughter of the Fallen family. Meanwhile Jonathan looked at the people who looked at his sister so obsessed. Don't think about his only eight years old. He already understood the meaning of the stares from those people.

may I hold her? Alexander: It won't be long, Dada. Angel hasn't had the chance to hold her yet, just as I haven't held my son yet. You know it's important for bonding. Drake: Yes, you're right... I thought she had held her... Alexander gently placed my little princess on the bed to take Xavier. Once he'd done that, I held my daughter close to my heart, inhaling her baby scent. The little one twisted her tiny fingers in my hair, and I gently kissed her little cheek. Her skin was soft and warm. I felt so much joy in my heart holding my little one against me; it was truly miraculous. Then, I let my father take my daughter while Xander let his mother and father take our son.

her father, Joseph, said as he ushered his daughter into her childhood home. “You’ll find someone who will love you for who you are. I’m sure the boy is doing all this so he can start a life with his London assistant.” Janet Johnson added as tears of happiness rolled down her chin. Jessica wiped her mum’s tears as she knew more was going to pour down like rain when she finally reveals that she is with child. Deep down she was glad that she hadn’t let Ethan know he was going to be a father before he dropped his news of Olivia’s pregnancy. She and her child her dodged a bullet and this warmed her heart.

She leaned in close, so close I could see the rage in her eyes, feel her breath on my face. "You are a child of nobody," she hissed. "My daughter is a freaking Jones! Do you understand? You are nothing but a stolen orphan. Janet is my actual daughter. My blood. And you will never, ever be good enough to compete with her." "Yes, I am, Mom," Janet said from behind her, pride and satisfaction dripping from her voice. "I'm a Jones. And she's nothing." I struggled for breath, my vision starting to blur at the edges. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I never, in my worst nightmares, thought this day would come.

she waved to my son, smiling at him, and Jason waved goodbye to her. "He is so adorable. Why do I feel like I have seen him before? Do you post his photos online? I feel like I have seen his cute baby face before?" Janet asked, thinking where she could have met my son or seen my son. "Yeah. Jason_01, I do post about him. He's a child celebrity," I told her, and she gasped. "Wow! I guessed right. Nice meeting you, cute boy. I'm one of his fans, and now you mentioned his name, I just remembered," she laughed, and I heard the sound of Jason's school bus arrive.

She replies nonchalantly. Jake furrows his brows with a grin on his face. She looks really unbothered about his words. But there is something interesting about that nonchalance. He puts his daughter next to him and looks at Dawn who is clearly sitting like there are thousands of important things that have been roaming in her mind. " She is my daughter! Janet Dustin. Last Monday, she turned 3 years old." " Oh! Really?" Jake's eyebrows rise when he finally sees her smiling and becoming so interested in them. " Yes.!"

The fat woman pinched her waist and aggressively said. Janet's face turned pale, and her voice trembled. "Who, who said that?" "Are we wrong? Your daughter is not pregnant?" Janet's hand shook. Yes, her daughter was pregnant. "Shame on you!" "That's right. She hooks up with a man at such a young age. She looks like a pure little girl. It turns out that she was a slut!" "Yeah. They're all pretending to be nice. They're doing dirty things behind our backs "