Jessica Tarlov Father Novels & Stories

"I don't know who the father is, Stephanie, you disappeared from our lives years ago," James finally answered. "Oh really, James?" Steph smiled. "What do you mean by our lives?" Sofia asked. "I'll save you the trouble, De la Cruz, that man's a coward," Stephanie said with a slight wave of her hand. "Our lives means his, and Ryan's lives, because Ryan Barnes is Tyler's father." … The elevator dinged, and Jessi stepped out. "Oh, Sofia, I was looking for…"

To continue the topic, Hawley racked his brain and said, "Do you know Jessica, that hostess? She has photoshopped her photos too much, but now the camera had proved that she was not that good. Even the hostess is such a troublemaker. Your opponents will definitely be more difficult to deal with. You have to be careful..." "Well." Jessica turned her head to look at him. She didn’t reply to him but asked, "How did you come backstage?" "I have a backstage pass." "Who gave it to you?" "My dad." "Who is your dad?" Hawley did not expect that this beautiful girl would care about his family. He had a good impression of her, so he answered without hiding anything, "My dad is Mr. Edward from the HT En

“Your brother hates those names, Jess. If he were here instead of in Afghanistan, he’d tell you himself.” “Jessie,” she corrected, smiling. “I’m glad you came, Dad. I’m ready to go home and get back to work.” Tim cleared his throat and jerked his thumb at the men. Jessie frowned as the team quickly walked away, leaving her with her father. He looked grim when she stared at him, confused. “About that.” His blue eyes narrowed. “You’re fired.” “What?” she yelled. “Quiet, Jessica Marlee Dupree,” he ordered in a stern voice. It was the same tone

I inquired wondering if Marly recognized the man on the floor. “He was my father’s Beta,” Jessica stated softly. “What?” I responded, my body going tense. “He used to beat me for sport, whenever my father was too busy to do it himself,” she admitted, embarrassed to talk about her past. I rubbed my hands up and down her arms, “You did good, Jess. You took down a beast from your past; I bet it shocked him,” I said, pulling her back into my arms.

“And what about you? This isn’t just about Jessica anymore. You’re becoming someone else.” “I know right not the naive girl you once knew anymore,” Olivia said You told me to fix a problem now I’m fixing it.. Later that evening, in a dark study lit only by a desk lamp, Jessica sat across from her father curled up on a leather couch, her hands shaking. Her mascara had dried into dark stains on her cheeks. Richard Rivers, a powerful and feared businessman. His presence alone could silence an entire room. Jessica was sobbing again. “Dad, she humiliated me. Ethan let her walk all over me.”

"I went to see the man who hurt you, the man who destroyed you, and I—" "Ava, stop," Jessica said firmly but gently, pulling back just enough to cup Ava's tear-stained face in her hands. "Look at me." Ava lifted her red, swollen eyes to meet her mother's. "Richard is still your father," Jessica said, her voice steady despite the tears streaming down her own face. "Regardless of what he did to me, regardless of everything that happened, he is still your father. And you had every right to reach out to him."

Even so, there was still a part of her that hoped all of it was untrue. Victor nodded slowly. “Most likely.” Tara closed her eyes for a moment. Her chest felt tight. Not because she wanted to defend Leonard. No. Those feelings had long since eroded from her heart. Even so, learning that her biological father was involved in the misuse of company funds on this scale was not something easy to accept. “I'm sorry.” Victor immediately frowned. “For what?” Tara smiled bitterly. “Because all these losses involve my family.” “Tara.” Victor's tone turned firm. Firm enough to make Tara raise her head again. “This is not your fault.”

he exclaimed. “I knew it,” Olivia blurted out. Olivia slumped to the floor. “Mom, what if he hurts my two kids?” Sophie hugged Olivia to comfort her. “We’ll teach him a lesson and report this to my husband. Just stay calm.” “Maxim, call your father. Tell him to come home right now and let him know that something bad has happened in this house because of his new wife.”

“Father, did you ever love me? Even once?” She chuckled sadly. “Never mind, I already know the answer. I never thought a day would come when I’d say this, but I regret having you as a father. I wish I had never been born into this messed-up family!” Jessica spat. “You ungrateful—” Leon began, but he stopped and took a deep breath to regain his composure. He then spoke in a calm tone. “Mr. Stephen Sherman has taken a liking to you and wants the two of you to meet,” he said, smiling warmly as if that would erase his earlier harshness. “Jessica, it’s for your own good—”

"Where's my father? Didn't you say you'd take me to him?" Jordan said with a smile, "This is the CEO's office. He's in a meeting now." After saying this, he picked up a photo album on the desk and showed it to Lucas. "Here. Is this the person you're looking for?" Lucas felt at ease when he saw that photo. Sure enough, his guess was correct. Thaddeus Holt was his father. The photo was of that strange CEO and Jessamine. If they weren't a couple, they wouldn't be taking pictures with such an intimate pose. Jessamine wasn't a lax person. In Lucas' opinion, no man could ever be a match for his excellent mother.