Jenna Ortega Parents Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Mrs.Mars, don't be angry, we will definitely give you an explanation!" "Explanation? What explanation are you going to give? Until now the child's parents haven't come, and I don't know how they educate their children, just giving birth but not raising them?" Jenna frowned and immediately pushed the door in. Oliva had her hands behind her back, facing the wall to stand in punishment. A nobly dressed woman sat on a sofa chair with her back to Jenna, crossing her legs, with two bodyguards in suits standing beside her, in a towering manner.

Jenna won’t have to spend more than two or three days here before leaving this place for good. The past week was spent with Jenna, getting to know her family. I’ve never seen her smile as much as she has while at Greenrock. Seok-Jin and Slade decided to stay after being invited by Leander. Jenna was over the moon, and she spent ten full minutes bragging about how she has two fathers. Jenna calls Seok-Jin and Jethro Dad, and neither seems to mind. Jenna has also taken to calling Faye Mum, which Faye loves.

Regina's POV The lady was none other than a shared arched enemy of ours. Ours being Kimberly, Rita, Mary and I...back when we all used to be friends. Jenna Owen. Jenna's parents were rich and famous, the most popular newspaper firm in town. Jenna was always battling with Kimberly online as that both managed individual blogs. And we all hated her! "What are you doing here here, Jenna?" The question popped right out of my mouth. I was too shocked, but then I started to remember that she could have come to visit any of the people that loved in the big building.

Adam POV Jenna’s father was brought back into the courtroom. Her mother, Luna Ashley, was also brought in for her husband’s sentencing. She sits directly behind Alpha Gordon, with warriors on either side of her. Everyone was required to stand as the judges returned to their seats. They looked solemnly at those of us present.

The door to the principal’s office creaked open. Orlando stepped out with his parents. He hadn’t cleaned himself up yet. Dried blood crusted along his cheek and stained the collar of his shirt, the metallic scent still faintly clinging to him. “Are these your roommates?” his mom asked, her gaze sweeping over us, lingering a second longer on me. “Yes, Mom. This is Jordan, Macmillan, and Aiden,” Orlando introduced us. “So he’s the reason you fought?” his dad asked, his sharp eyes now fixed on me.

She flapped through the pages, each revealing deep secrets of how Jenna had kidnapped Alvin, paid the nurse in the hospital to take away Miss Peyton's baby and how she had put her in an orphanage when the girl was not biding to her will. "That is where my child is?" Miss Peyton's eye let down some few drops of tears as she stared at the book. "Liza, take note of the orphanage. We will be going there today" "Okay" She said and typed the name of the orphanage on her phone. No matter how slowly Maya flapped and re-flapped the pages, there was nothing in it about her child and the last page was a torn page of who Amber's real parents were. "I need to find Jenna, she knows who my parents are" She

A second later, Erick fell again, unconscious. Three days later, the funeral arrangements had ended and the entire country had been shocked by the multiple news stories in which two important families had become involved: Ethan O'Connor divorced his wife to marry his mistress, Vivian Ortega, who was his brother's girlfriend. Henry Ortega had shot Ethan O'Connor and killed him, perhaps to defend his daughter's reputation, the press said. The Ortega family declared bankruptcy, handing over all their assets to the bank. Vivian Ortega becomes the protégé of the O'Connor family, thanks to her pregnancy.

I think as I turn my attention toward the orange male. "Jia is from the country called the United States. Her family lived in a state named California. She has three siblings, and she is 20 years old. She had a type of ovarian cancer before coming here to Kea. She has a very compassionate heart. She gives love and wants love in return," I say while trying to keep the emotion out of my voice.

" I was sure I had heard her call Mr. Smith, her father. My curiosity was at its peak, so I shifted my gaze to her, eyeing her suspiciously. She wore a purple gown that hugged her curves perfectly with matching black heels and had light make-up on. "Who are you?" I asked with a cold voice. She instantly smiled. "My name is Megan Smith, the daughter of Mr. Smith." "Oh," I simply scowled and looked away. "Aren't you going to tell me your name?" she asked. I sighed deeply, knowing it would be unfair not to reply to her after getting her name. "Adrian Ortega," I replied curtly. "What?!! " she screamed, immediately covering her mouth with her hands. Her eyes widened for a moment. "The Mr. Ortega?

“She knows she doesn’t belong here.” But Marcus smiled softly and continued, “Jenna signed a huge deal with J&J Corporation. Her ability is unquestionable. But... her relationship with my son isn’t what you all imagined.” Another pause. Every ear leaned closer. Every eye was fixed on Marcus. Then his smile widened. Proud. Unapologetic. “I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce Jenna to everyone.” Gasps rippled across the crowd. Whispers bloomed instantly. Even the media crew shifted their cameras closer. A few of the Hidalgos sat upright, their confusion written all over their faces. Rex’s eyes narrowed, his mind racing.