Jeremy Allen White Famous Relatives นิยาย & เรื่องราว

- Dad calmly recounted. "It turns out, we all carry the blood of the White family. But, Dad, what about "Lotus White"? "I've never heard of this name," said Father idly, "It could be a family member. How do you know about Lotus White?" "Uhmm, I was heard by Aunt Alice".

I followed him inside, and a few seconds later, Levi joined us. “What’s going on?” I asked Kiran, and he looked at Levi. I couldn’t decipher the look on his face but something told me I was about to find out. “His name’s Jeffrey White,” Levi said, and my eyes snapped up to him. Jeffrey White. I knew that name. Son of a bitch. No wonder he looked so familiar. “He was in our school. He’s four years older than us,” I said. “He owns some property in Sterling, Salamatof, and Nikiski,” Levi said.

The only people who had a little connection to the Rothschild family were just Edmund and his father, Salem, whom Charlie had locked up in the dog farm. The Whittaker family was said to be a distant relative of the Rothschild family. This distant relative relationship that they had was really a little bit far, so much so that even though the both of them had already been missing in Aurous Hill for such a long time, the Rothschild family had not come to look for them at all.

The word ‘Lily’ appeared on the lanterns every few seconds. ‘What is going on? Why do the lanterns have her name on them?’ Darryl muttered to himself and raised his gaze to see Lily, Jade, and Phoebe from a distance! ‘Found her!’ Darryl passed through the crowd before he realized there were two men behind Lily. ‘Justin Quinn and Zayler White?’ Zayler was the eldest grandson in the White family. He was merely an acquaintance of Darryl’s. On the other hand, Justin was an ‘old friend’ of his.

Clearly, it’s some sort of status thing. Last night, I did my research on Jameson, Massachusetts. What Lily had given me proved accurate. The Jameson, Blackwater and Whitworth families were the remaining founders, and their kids, Emmett and Bernadette, Vivian, Vincent and Trey went to WJ Prep. The Whitworths had another son still in middle school. There was no record of a Jameson from Jameson, Massachusetts in the Arcadia track attendance. Emmett was a lying sack of shit.

He called me his in-law, but while I went through all my possible relatives in my head, there was just no one that was possible linked to him. Except Roman. My mother for one was an only child so there are no aunties from her side. My father had only one sibling and that was Roman, his step brother. And he was married to Manda now, so where the hell did this Allen guy come from? Liana was Manda's older sister and if Allen's supposed sister was death then there was no chance it would be her. It was so complicated and confusing. But what terrified me the most was this bucket of acid in front of me. I couldn't even imagine the excruciating pain that came with that.

Tabitha’s POV I know Wilson Stoll has been close with the Aldair brothers since childhood. His mother is Alpha Emery’s younger sister, which makes him practically family. He is supposed to be loyal to the Aldairs. That’s why it boggles my mind every time I recall seeing him talking to my mom at the market the other day. What could they possibly be talking about? Why would a close relative of Aldair speak to someone, my mom, who is trying to tear their family apart? It’s shady no matter how I look at it.

That woman was in love with someone and the funniest thing was that the woman was in love with the most famous quarterback on their campus. Michael Mitchel Casimiro! It's ridiculous but yes! They shared the same father and they had also loved the same woman! Allen knows his boundaries too well. He could only ogle and admire the woman from afar as he felt like he was watching a goddess of the full moon. The woman was near but far to reach... She had her eyes only belong to his half-brother.

Ezra asked, his voice sounding a little stupefied, as if he were trying to recalculate the entire family tree. I frowned, confused by the question. “Of course she is mine—” I cut myself off mid-sentence. My mouth hung open as the weight of my own words crashed down on me. I realized what he was implying. If I was a Whitmore, then Valeria was a Whitmore. She was biologically related to two powerful Alphas whom I had only known as strangers until today. Ezra Whitmore. Eugene Whitmore. My brother. My father. Her uncle. Her grandfather.

Loretta was in high spirits now, nodding vigorously in agreement with what Allen said. I wanted to persuade Allen together with my wife, but even my own wife is like this now. Don't even try to persuade Allen, just seeing the look in their eyes could kill you instantly. Jasper closed his mouth wisely and prepared to go back to his room to freshen up and rest. However, before getting ready for bed, he obediently called Albert Hardin, the eldest son of the Hardin family. As Allen's son, Albert was greatly influenced by Allen and has now stayed in the military, holding a high-ranking position.