Novel & Cerita John Cena And His Daughter

"I was wrong, Dad. I'll listen to you from now on." It was obvious that Dad hadn't expected me to get so sentimental. He coughed unnaturally and asked, "Don't you like to sing? You should do what you want to do." I was stunned. "Johnson Group has been preparing to expand into the entertainment industry for some time now. We'll prepare a company for you to handle! But you're inexperienced, so Jessica will guide you." Jessica Batford was Caleb's daughter. She was only a year younger than me and had just returned from a prestigious overseas company.

At first, her father got upset seeing her appear in public, but when she depended on him and proved them wrong about his past, he didn’t stop himself but was touched by her good deeds. “She finally shows up, I’ve been worried to death about her,” Mrs. Chen uttered. “Could we go to New York to see our daughter, I really miss her,” she turns to her husband. “Let’s make her celebrate for a bit before going there,” he creases his brows and went to the kitchen. Chen Zi Jing grabs a glass of water and drinks it, he smiles thinking of his amazing daughter. “Chen Zi Jing!!” He heard his father-in-law’s calling his name, he came to the living room and saw his wife’s father.

She could sense the truth now - that we had never truly been his pack. When the lunch hour finally came, signaled by the distant howls of the pack's timekeepers, Liam hesitated before seeking out John again. His shoulders were hunched, his usual confident stride replaced by an omega's nervous shuffle. "John," he called out, voice uncertain. "About my daughter's transfer... do you know which treatment center she went to?" John's expression showed clear surprise, his wolf's ears perking forward in confusion. "Transfer? What are you talking about?"

Personal attendant Dane walked in and sighed, "I didn't realize that after not seeing her for a few years, Mrs. Hahn gave birth to two children, alas, life is fickle..." Elon raised his head and looked at him with a cold gaze. Dane panicked and bowed his head, not daring to say anything more. "Go find out who the father of the children is." Elon always felt that those two children had good genes, their father shouldn't be an ordinary country bumpkin... ------------ Chapter 39: A Fickle Life On the way home, Jenna praised Oliva, "You did the right thing today, i.e. protecting your sister and keeping your wits about you, Mommy is proud of you!"

Staring at the headshot photo of the CEO. George? My mind flashed back to James talking to me about his father. Could this be him? “What are you thinking, Belle?” “It’s just…” I pressed my fingers to my lips. “James once told me about his father. I was wondering if this man could be him.” Jenna took the phone back and scrolled down. “Look.” She drew my attention and I leaned closer. “They have a daughter and a son…” Her excitement dropped as she scrolled further. Her face fell.

"But Father, you forgot something." Nelson frowned, his eyes flashing a warning. I pressed the small remote in my hand, and the giant screen behind us abruptly changed. The sentimental music cut off mid note, replaced by rough audio and grainy video. Nelson's cold voice rang out, clear as day, recorded on the day of the kidnapping. "I'll keep the money for charity and image laundering. What's one dead daughter? Saves me from having to split the inheritance if she came back, and it even helps build my public persona."

"Anyway, I thought you should know he’s been cremated. Celine made the arrangements. Blake is still heartbroken so I better return to him…he needs me.” She left with the same smug grace she came in, and I was left in silence again, save for the television playing softly in the background. “…media confirms the death of Julio Jenner, billionaire CEO of JJ Empire. He succumbed to a brief but severe illness. Sources close to the family reveal that his only daughter has been missing for two years and has not been reached for comment.” Julio Jenner. My father. Dead. The tears came harder now, relentless and uncontrollable. I wept for my baby. For my father. For the girl I used to be—the one who be

There was no way I could refuse with so many people watching. I followed her into a quiet corner of the yard. The moment we stopped, Alma dropped the act. She could not help but sneer. “Did you really think forcing Father to send me abroad back then accomplished anything? “Once I came back, everything became mine. So what if I’m an illegitimate daughter? With Wayne backing me up, who in this circle would dare to even frown at me? “Jocelyn, soon you’ll end up just like that dead old dog, crushed under my feet!”

Stanley's moment of confusion vanished instantly, his voice now filled with excitement. "Really, Jeremy? You're willing to let Cindy bear Duncan's child? You're not sleepwalking, are you? Oh, it's great that you've come to your senses! I'll agree to anything you want. No, not just one thing, but a hundred!" I hugged my shivering body, tears streaming down my face. A year ago, my father-in-law, Stanley Johnson, proposed to let Cindy be a surrogate mother in order to leave an heir for his deceased eldest daughter. I was so angry that I made a huge scene at the family gathering.