Novel & Cerita Jay Park Enhypen Father

He was very angry, his son suffered a serious injury and had to be hospitalized for several days because of Hyun Ki's actions. "Sir, please calm down!"police officers stopped Jay Park's father. "I'm sorry for being late, I'm the guardian of Hyun Ki, the student," Jae Kyung said, approaching the three of them, he is Hyun Ki's older brother. The student stared at Jae Kyung in silence as he arrived at the police station while the older brother returned his gaze with a disgruntled expression. Jae Kyung then makes a deal with Jay Park's father and the police officer. He pays the compensation and takes full responsibility for Hyun Ki's behavior. After that, the student was finally allowed to leave

he had gone straight to Reynez. “He told us he is Reynez’s biological father,” Ms. Carter added carefully. “What kind of rubbish is that?” Jaeyoung snapped, standing up abruptly. His chair scraped against the floor. “Lower your voice, Mr. King. This is a school,” she reminded him firmly. But Jaeyoung’s mind was racing. Zayren wanted his son back. That was clear. A surge of possessiveness rose inside him. Yes, he knew the truth of the past. He knew what he had taken. He knew the circumstances. But Reynez had grown up calling him Papa. He had stayed awake through good and bad times with them.

“You’ll never do it alone Juliet. Whatever I have to do, you won’t do it alone. Whatever happens between us is one thing but believe me when I tell you… My parents were just, shit. Like total shit. My mom is a racist piece of trash who just hates everything and everyone. My dad left us when I was 13 and by the time I had the resources to try and find him, he had already died. He fathered four other kids but they only tried to reach out once I got seriously famous. They’re total dicks and I have nothing to do with them. I gave them money once and all they did was come back for more. I don’t have any family outside of the band. They’re my everything. But now, there’s more, hopefully two more.

he replied, his voice cold and dangerous and I widened my eyes in shock. Everything around me seemed to freeze as I thought his words through over and over again. “What?” I whispered as I shook my head in denial. “That can’t be possible. No, you’re lying.” “Oh, it’s very possible and it’s the truth,” Jay said with a smirk, his voice mocking. “Your dear and loving father wasn’t the man you saw him as. Not only was he part of a gang but, he was bi and also cheating on your mother. With me.”

ZIK'S POV "What!? I will marry someone!? and worst to a stranger?! Are you out of your mind?! No! I won't ! F*ck!" *Toot-toot-toot* I ended the phone call from my father. *Sigh* That Bastard. "I am Zik Ford , 22 Years old and my father? He is Zayn Ford a businessman, rich and greedy, selfish, and a heartless father. He wants to have an arrange marriage using his elder son to one of his target investor, He is worst."

And life, he added silently as he smiled at them warmly, his tone was dry and without emotion despite his warm smile, he watched as the man in black led them away, he knew his act was wicked and heartless and no man in his right senses would see his own kids for money and fear, not even for 20 million dollars, but he isn't any kind of guy, he's James Caveman and he's super excited to get rid of his own kids, James smiled at his fortune, this time, a real heartfelt smile, after all he has a flight to catch in the next 30 minutes. *** "Do you think Dad sold us off?" Clara asked her sister in a low tone

"Drake I never abandoned you. I'm still the mastermind behind the success of your business. Not to boast but I've been looking adrte you and your brother even though I wasn't with you." What's he talking about? I got my money from the business I started with my own savings. Mom only helped to boost it by buying some of the shares and also some people came buying later. "You think that saying all that shit to me, I'd forgive you or bow to your feet and worship you? You're not my father old man. He died long ago so quit." "Drake your father is Mr Ken Grover." Mom blurted out. That came as a shock to me as I stared at my mother like she's gone crazy.

I put on a bright smile and walk to them. "Good morning Mrs. Williams. Mother, dad is ready. He'd like to see you." I say and they share a goodbye hug. "I'm sorry but dad can't meet you today." I start explaining as I look at the beautiful older woman in front of me. Jada Williams and her husband Jayden Williams are good friends of my dad and one of the shareholders of the company. Come to think of it, they are Ryans parents!

Jay Jay managed to walk carefully and Daddy reached out and picked him up. He kissed him happily. Grand Pa was Philippines came to congratulate Mom and Dad, Daddy put Jayden down and hugged him tightly.

The crowd’s voices rose, and it wasn’t just sentimental—there were names, dates, details; witness after witness stepping forward until the press realized this was not a spectacle they could commodify. Then something happened that made the air itself seem to inhale: the town’s murmurs parted for a figure moving down the lane. James Hale—Marcus’s father—stood, framed by the archway, his coat buttoned but a little off, the look of a man who had wrestled his own pride into some new shape. He walked up to the table and did the most sensible, disarming thing: he lifted his hands and said simply, “I made a promise. I will sign an amendment to the custodial packet today, restricting any branding or