John Cena Dad Novels & Stories

He licked his lips as they were drying as the truth was revealed. “The answer is here, boss,” Ethan spoke, “rest of Jason’s aren’t a big deal, boss, but this man is,” he pointed to the highlighted name, which read, “Jason. N, son of Cynthia Johnson, and the father’s name was blurred. Someone went to great lengths to try and hide their identity.

He knew better than anyone what the family thought. People who really ran a business couldn't always rely on playing the stock market. Even though he was studying abroad the whole time, he had heard a bit about what happened before. That uncle-in-law of his... ugh, spit! Forget it, he just said it directly! "Zane, it was your dad." Jensen took a deep breath. "When he came to Chicago back then, he was messing around with stocks. He didn't just get himself screwed, he dragged my dad and my uncle in too. He even talked about some project or whatever, it was all nonsense. If our families weren't related, my uncle—he's a smart guy—there's no way he would've used his own money to bail your dad out

Cyndi immediately pointed at me and complained, "Dad! The Carter family let their adoptive son marry me. How outrageous! How could I ever marry an adoptive son?" My father-in-law, Walter White, turned red with anger and pointed at Cyndi's nose, scolding, "How dare you! Cyndi! What nonsense are you saying?" He then turned to my father and forced a smile. "Henry, the kids are just being kids. Don't take them seriously."

“Is this your office, Mr. Handsome?” “Yes,” Daven replied with easy confidence. “What do you think?” “Wow, it’s amazing! Uncle Chris once told me about a blue building here in SunCity. He said that one belongs to GrandDad.” “And who’s GrandDad?” “Daddy Chase’s father,” Josh answered casually, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “I can visit him there if it’s something important with Uncle Chris or Daddy. But GrandDad’s hardly ever at the office. He’s busy taking care of Leo and Nyu.”

I found my dad leaving the gym with a towel around his neck from his workout. “We need to talk.” “Do you mind if your old man showers first?” “I mind.” He sighed knowing this was THE talk. We entered the den and my father took his favorite reclining chair. I sat in the less comfortable Victorian loveseat. “Start at the beginning. Why the hell did you hire Senator Jacobs’ son?” “He’s the best. He went to military school, became a Marine, and then a cop. You needed the best.” I vaguely remembered my father complaining one time about Senator Jacobs’ stupidity for not pulling strings and getting his only child a plush military assignment during his enlistment. This wasn’t what I was after, thoug

She grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it and held on to it. "All of a sudden all these memories flooded my brain. He sat down and told me I was a hard woman to get rid of, but this time he'd make sure the job got done." Tricia explained. "So, what all do you remember?" Prez asked. "My mom is Chef Solei and my dad is or was CEO of Solei Industries. He passed away a couple years ago. before he passed, he arranged for me and Darrin Douglas to marry. Darrin was in line to take my dad's position in the company that my great grandfather started. He had dad fooled into thinking he was in love with me, and dad had cancer and knew he didn't have much time left." Tricia replied.

He told me. "She's too rude! What a gold digger, who is that? I want to know" I sai and frowned. "Teresa, I haven't seen that woman for a few years, let it go because it’s already in the past. Then my Dad remarried in U.S.A, they had a daughter, Dad hid me from his wife because he said his wife would leave him when she found out that my father had another child. So, My Dad has no choice so he just sends me money for my studies" John said, I feel pity for him.

I knocked on the door of the house we stopped infront and waited for Jenna to open the door. Jenna is the widow of a member of the mafia. My dad killed him because he knew something, my dad didn't want to be known. By me. He came to me one night and told me that he wanted to talk to me. But before he could do that my father killed him saying that he wanted to kill me. But I know that wasn't the case. So I visit his family every month to support Jenna and her daughter, because I was wracked with guilt. Jenna opened the door and smiled when she saw me. She hugged me instantly as if she was relieved she saw me. She invited us in and I sat in the chair in the middle of the room.

Jenna said to Dane, "Dane, why don't you go in first, and I'll have a word with Uncle." "Okay." Dane bowed his head to her and then left. Hugh looks at Jenna guiltily, "Jenna, the beating hurt, didn't it? Your aunt has a bad temper, don't get on her bad side, I'll turn around and criticize her..." "Second Uncle." Jenna looked up at him, "How did my dad die?" "Huh?" Hugh's face instantly froze, his eyes flustered, "You, why are you suddenly asking that? Everyone knows that your dad jumped off a building..."

I defended. "I never said my old man had a clean record, well maybe, but I can't testify to that, I'm the only one asides his best friend who actually knew about that... I think your Dad did too!." Johnny said to me. I was confused. Who is his father?. "What do you mean?." I asked him. He gave a bleak laugh and then said, "You won't believe me, even if I told you!." "Try me..." I was starting to get comfortable.