Novel & Cerita John Cenas Daughter

“I had my son marry Zane Lancaster’s niece.” Davian narrowed his eyes. “Zane Lancaster has a niece?” Melissa nodded slowly. “Yes, he does. And, believe it or not, he and Celeste also had a daughter—Irene Lancaster. But no one knows that. Not even the fact that she died five years ago is public knowledge. The family keeps their affairs tightly under wraps.” Davian fell silent, absorbing the information. Melissa watched him closely, noting the way his expression shifted—brows slightly drawn, gaze distant.

Lana slowly rose to her feet before turning toward Selene, who still stood staring at the fading vapor drifting through the air where the ice had disappeared completely, a faint smile resting calmly against Lana’s lips as though none of what had just happened surprised her in the slightest. “Mother, you don’t just come to my house un...” Jace started while walking toward her, only for Lana to finish the sentence smoothly without even looking at him. “Announced,” she completed calmly before finally turning her silver gaze toward him. “I don’t have to remind you that I birthed you, Jace, even if you are an Alpha.”

“She needs to figure it out herself. Just like I did.” Finally, his phone rang. “Talk to me. I’m paying you a small fortune for this.” “She’s in Spain with Cesar Benavidez, Thiago’s stepbrother.” “Are you kidding me? What the actual… Fine, give me his number. What’s his deal?” Lucas dialed. “Hello? I believe you have my daughter. Lucas Jackson. Put her on.” “Can’t do that right now. We just got attacked. I’ll call you back.”

"How would your parents be disappointed? You're not even their biological daughter…" The moment the words left his mouth, Aaron quickly corrected himself. "Besides, don't they already have another daughter now? And college entrance exam scores don't define a person anyway. You're talented no matter where you go. You'll shine anywhere." Remembering what the floating comments had said, I stared directly into his eyes. "What about Yvonne Brooks?" "Her?" Aaron sneered with obvious disdain. "That real daughter they just brought back? She has no manners and no class. Even if she gets into university, she won't amount to much."

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

"Tell me, Evelyn! Is the child mine?" I looked down at him with cold, emotionless eyes. I felt nothing but the urge to laugh. "Dean, you truly have a vivid imagination." I bent down and pulled Candice into a hug so that she would turn her back to the madman. "Candice is four years old. She's my daughter with Jason. She has nothing to do with you."

"Hey! Can you move your fake car out of the way? My mom's Panamera is a one-of-a-kind custom color in the world. Who are you to drive a look-alike?" the girl said. I rolled down the window and looked at her coldly. "Is your father Aaron Meyer?" The girl immediately puffed out her chest and answered proudly, "Of course! My name is Clarisse Meyer. I'm the Meyer family's one and only daughter! You're just a fraud trying to ride on our fame. Get lost now, or I'll have my dad seize your car!"

"Karen, I genuinely had no idea she wasn't really the tycoon's daughter!" At his words, "Cynthia" lunged at him, her face twisted with rage. "You scum! How dare you call me a fake! I am Cynthia Woodward, the richest man's real daughter!" My father gritted his teeth, freeing himself from my grip. He turned to glare at "Cynthia" with fury. "I wasn't aware I had a daughter who's a murderer."

The group of wealthy wives were gossiping in their group chat: [Isn't Jaylene the Saun family's daughter? When did they discover they had another daughter?] [Someone is a bit behind on the news. Jaylene is actually the child of Darcie and her ex-husband. It's true that she grew up in the Saun family, but she's not Wenham's biological kid.] [Wait. Wenham had a daughter with another woman while he was with Darcie?]

Let's see how her medicine tastes in her mouth. "Jenna" Chris called out his daughter's name. He couldn't believe his eyes; his daughter was in front of the hall, half-naked and looking so inappropriate. Jenna realized that she was downstairs already and she tried to struggle out of Zoey's grip but Zoey was not having it. She held on to her tightly and was too strong for Jenna to fight so she could only surrender and beg her father for help. "Dad please help me, get this lunatic arrested" Jenna pleaded.