Novel & Cerita Janet Jackson's Daughter

she told Serena. “Yes,” she answered roughly. “I wanted to communicate my decision to you.” A deep frown appeared on Janet’s face, and Sebastian stole a glance at her. “I want Larissa’s name to be mentioned in the school records!” Her announcement left the three of them stunned. “As his mother.” “No!” Janet quickly shot back, glaring at her. “Kyle is my son! I own the mother’s place in his life, and I’m not giving it up,” she firmly declared, her furious eyes locked on Serena.

_______Evans___________ “Dad will be discharged today” “Yeah, I know”said Natasha my sister “Did you find him a caretaker like the doctor said” “Yes, we did” “Where is she? She is supposed to be here” “She on her way with mom and Madison” “Wait, Madison is back?” “Yes” “When?” “Yesterday” “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” “She wanted to surprise you” Just then, there was a knock on the door

He was really freaked out. If Skyler did what he had done to Gary and Gale, Jake would be finished! Immediately, Skyler turned to Jake. "What did you just say, Marcel's daughter?" Jake nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it is the daughter that Marcel Sonnet found back a few days ago. She's also helping Josie. That's all I know!" Skyler's face was grim. And he got lost in thought. After a moment, he said to Jude, "Throw him in the basement!"

“But, that means Harriet is really dating the first grandson. Right?” “Yeah. So you need to stop dreaming anymore,” Mandy added fuel to Mario’s aching and burning heart. “Hmp,” Mario sobbed with a pout. “However, Harriet is the daughter of Astell Wyatt. I heard Astell has only one daughter. So who is that woman?” Jaymee asked. “We don’t know yet. And the fact that Director Zion is holding that woman, it is weird,” Haidee added.

“Second slap is for the way you treated Lydia, Why did you hate her so much? She was a good, well-behaved, and brilliant woman!” Kelly rolled her eyes hearing Lydia's name. “The third slap…” Grandpa’s nostrils flared. “...was for the company. Clinton, what the hell is wrong with you?” Clinton remained quiet, confused. “Talk to me!” Grandpa roared, his voice slicing through the air like a whip. Kelly flinched. Clinton’s throat went dry. “I had no idea about Lydia being…” He trailed off, unable to form the words. Grandpa’s grip on the shears tightened. “She’s President Zander’s daughter, you fool! The daughter of the most powerful man in this country! And you let her go?”

Jackson's daughter status," but now everything is completely ruined. Every single chance I had of getting closer to my father has dried up and disappeared. Today I was found pregnant, and the worst of it was that Rhett was not the father. But who would believe my truth? It is shocking and especially traumatizing to me as I saw it on the news channel. "The first daughter of the Jackson family has a messed up private life and is finally tied down with pregnancy—a baby whose father is not Rhett, her former fiancé." Amalia's secret lover is yet to be uncovered, and yes, just like you are wondering, we are all dying to know the man better than Mr. Rhett that Amelia had to leave her engagement par

“ Guess what? It didn’t work! You still lost her to Kevin!” I was numb. So meeting Jason hadn’t been a coincidence? I had said it from the get go he seemed almost too good to be true. “Shut up! Janet will never go back to that bastard! I will make sure of it.” He fumed. She laughed. “ I met them last night, jerk. They are already planning to raise your baby together.” “What?” “Yeah as one big family. Janet is the brain behind the whole thing. They offered me a million dollars to let them have it. I asked for ten million. From what I can see, in a few days they will give me the money and take the kid.”

The first, the older amongst them, walked gingerly to me and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing my hands softly. 'I came as soon as Jackson told me you were here' she murmured excitedly. The other woman cleared her throat. 'Mom, You are stifling her. She probably doesn't even know who you are' she mused. The first woman sighed. 'Pardon me my dear. I am Eleanor, Jackson's mother and she' she pointed to the other woman 'is my daughter Jacqueline' she said, her blue eyes twinkling. I smiled at her, noting the resemblance. Jackson definitely had her eyes.

Detective Grayson said simply. “Oh my God,” Jessica said. She felt light-headed. Whoever the chaperone was gave her life to save her child. “Did she have children?” Deep down, Jessica didn’t want to know, but she had to. Detective Kidman shook her head. “No. She did have a son, but he died of leukemia at the age of ten. She had no other children. Her name was Pam Jackson. She had a husband who died in Iraq. Her only living relative is an older sister in Michigan.”