John Cena's Daughter Novels & Stories

“No… I am not sure, I think Selena also will play on her Piano too.” “Nana! Can I take fruits with me for school?” Jennifer says. Jenny is, my adopted daughter, a pretty girl of nine. She lost her parents in a car accident two years ago and her grandma, Maya, last year. Maya was our neighbor and a close friend of Nana, she was the one who helped us to move here. Jenny has no relative that's why we decided to adopt her. She is a strong girl; she never shows her weaknesses to anybody but me. Nana says that we have the same character and destiny, losing our parents at a very young age, facing the outside world alone and stragling ...

“Second slap is for the way you treated Lydia, Why did you hate her so much? She was a good, well-behaved, and brilliant woman!” Kelly rolled her eyes hearing Lydia's name. “The third slap…” Grandpa’s nostrils flared. “...was for the company. Clinton, what the hell is wrong with you?” Clinton remained quiet, confused. “Talk to me!” Grandpa roared, his voice slicing through the air like a whip. Kelly flinched. Clinton’s throat went dry. “I had no idea about Lydia being…” He trailed off, unable to form the words. Grandpa’s grip on the shears tightened. “She’s President Zander’s daughter, you fool! The daughter of the most powerful man in this country! And you let her go?”

However, she had no other choice because her daughter liked him. She said in a friendly tone, “Zivon, I am not disturbing your work, right? So, Jenna is recovering well now. She is fully conscious today, and she can hear us. The doctor said that someone that Jenna likes has to be accompanying her and talking to her. So I hope that you can come and accompany Jenna.” The tone of her voice was not a commanding tone where she was giving instructions to her son-in-law, but instead, it was a courteous discussion.

He looked at her doubtingly, only to find that she looked even more scared than he was. He saw her shocked expression. Even though they didn't say a word, Mark smiled unconsciously. The shrewd man curled his lips and greeted him enthusiastically, "Are you back? Perfect, it's perfect. Come on, let me introduce you to each other..." As he dragged Jenny to Zachary with one hand, Mark's overly shrewd face was full of smiles. "This is Jenny. Jenny Stone. She's my daughter." As soon as he finished speaking, Mark pointed at Zachary with a smile and introduced him to his daughter, "This is Zachary Klein, the young master of the Klein family."

"Mr Reynold, we've chatted for so long and I have forgotten to introduce my daughter to you, 'he mentioned to the housekeeper to call his daughter over. Xavier waited patiently for the person in question. He already knew that this banquet was more like a way for this old man to find a suitable husband for his daughter.. Mr Johnson's daughter came walking towards them. He immediately recognized her and she did also. Jennifer Johnson will never forget the handsome man who insulted her earlier today. " Mr Reynold, this is my daughter Jennifer , she just finished studying abroad. Please give her your guidance in the future" and then, he pulled her to the front. " Of course " Xavier said, nodding

His voice was sharp, and she spilled the beans immediately. "Ms. Johnson wishes to take her daughter back to Sinoria, where she can be reunited with her husband and Tabitha's father." Timothy choked on his words. That was a lie, and anyone could've seen through it if he'd just picked Tabitha up from school once. Regret overwhelmed him, but that wasn't the point. He hung up and booked the first flight back to Sinoria. He needed to take Yvonne and Tabitha home. He would not be separated from them again.

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

Alesha Zulvany Abraham is the eldest daughter of Reyhan Abraham and Fellycia Abraham. Alesha has a younger sister, who is only two years younger than him, namely Elsa Nevira Abraham. Alesha is now 23 years old, and he has just finished his undergraduate education. This afternoon, he and his friends celebrated graduation. And tonight, will be a farewell night for Alesha and her other campus friends. "Mommy, Daddy!" Alesha approached her parents, who were sitting in the living room.

I watched the client leave before turning back to them, my voice ice-cold. "How did you find me?" "Mrs. Johnson's daughter works in the same office building as you. We saw you," Sophie said quickly, her eyes darting around the fancy café. "Looks like you're doing pretty well now." "If you have something to say, say it." I didn't ask them to sit. Mom's smile turned awkward. "Elayne, I know I hurt you before... but I'm still your mother. You can't just abandon me."