Jennifer Aniston Daughter Novels & Stories

"Why did you give her money? Didn't she get any money from her divorce? And given your company's situation, she should be more considerate instead of bleeding you dry. I've never seen a more shameless daughter than her!" "Mom, please don't say these things in front of Jennifer." Zion frowned and sighed. "She's starting to walk out of the shadow of her divorce. I only want her to be happy." Agnes complained, "I don't understand you. Bridget is your biological daughter, yet you don't seem to care that she's missing. As for Jennifer, if you hadn't insisted on bringing that woman into our home and picking up this child back then..." Zion interrupted her, "Mom, I've told you not to bring this up

Before he finished his sentence she was cut by her daughter Olivia. “Woah! She’s the famous Jennifer Anderson? Really? I bet my friends will love me more if they found out that I had lunch with her! Hahaha. Why didn’t you tell me that earlier dad? I could have talked to her sooner and let her wear my designs in her projects.” Her voice of excitement was very loud that made her parents and brother laugh.

No, I was not going to take a stupid video and say horrible things about Anastasia, and no, this was not about Anastasia but Ivy. I had recently connected with her, and she was very smart. She would be the first to see it, and I didn't want her to hate me; she was already begging me to apologize to Ana, and this would end our relationship. “I’m not taking a video with you.” “What?” “Listen, this is not about Ana but my daughter.” “Which daughter?! We are expecting William.” “I know, okay, but Ivy is my daughter too, and Anastasia is her mother; she won't forgive me if I trash her mother's name.”

Ashley asked. Vivian grabbed Ashley's hand tighter. "We're leaving. Now." She practically dragged the child out of my office. I watched them go. Heard Vivian's heels clicking rapidly down the hallway. Heard her voice, shrill and panicked, demanding to see Jaxon immediately. Then silence. I sat down at my desk and realized my hands were shaking. That was Jaxon's daughter. Three years old. The same age as Rowan and Nova. The heir he'd divorced me for.

Annabeth Cates felt so helpless when she saw part of her phone sticking out of Sharon Lindt’s pocket but managed to suppress her urge. It’d all be fine after her postpartum recovery. Beep, beep, beep— Josh Batton’s phone started ringing right then, so he instantly answered. It was Georgie Clementine. “Hey, Josh. Atlantis TV plans to kick off a variety show about a couples’ daily life. They think your family will be perfect for this show since your daughter was just born.

"This is your daughter with Fiona?" Harold’s expression stiffened, his eyes hardening, but he gave a short nod. "Yes. This is my daughter, Anastasia Spencer. She is my only child." Another man sitting nearby chuckled, looking over at Anastasia. "Mr. Spencer, you have been very clever. You have kept her hidden away from the public eye. If anyone knew how stunning your daughter is, she would have been whisked away by now." Harold's voice remained firm but proud. "She is not just beautiful. My daughter is talented and in our family, we don’t raise shallow beauties."

"Hello?" "Anastasia!" Aunt Dora's voice was shrill and angry. "What did you do to my daughter?" I took a breath and tried to stay calm. "Hello, Aunt Dora. What are you talking about?" "Don't play innocent with me! Jennifer came to my house an hour ago crying her eyes out because of you!" "I haven't even seen Jennifer in weeks." "Well she says you've been harassing her and threatening her and trying to steal Lucas back even though she's with him now!"

“There she is, son. Your daughter.” Tears rolled down his cheeks. I’d never seen Zion cry before. “Thank you, Phoebe,” he said hoarsely. “You’ve given me the greatest gift of my life.” “You should give her a name,” I whispered, smiling as he carefully took our daughter into his arms. He looked at her for a long moment, his expression softening completely. “Her name is Anastasia.”

"Is that what you think?" “The last time I checked, Albert had stopped to spend a dime on your cursed child,” Stella replied and chuckled. “How else will she resume if not for the fact that you begged them to have pity on her?" She laughed again. But Jennifer was not going to let her have the fun she craved. “Oh, my dear, you have been mistaken all along,” Jennifer said. “I just brought my beautiful daughter to school. And yes, her father paid all the bills.” There was a trace of shock on Stella's face. She forced a chuckle and folded her arms against her chest.

She huffed in annoyance at his stubbornness and hung up angrily. "Everything alright?" Jonathan asked with furrowed eyebrows. "This man will end up making your daughter crazy," She said rolling her eyes. He chuckled at her antics "You both aren't even married yet and act like grumpy old couples" Anastasia blushed at her father's comment and rushed out hastily making him laugh even more.