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"We thought it didn't make sense because all we knew was that you were Jordan's girlfriend, and then Rhysand said it was true." I leaned back in my chair. "What was Jordan's parents reaction?" "They called him and uncle, who I know was very stiff and stern, scolded him for his asshole cheating behind your back." "Then do you know how Jordan and Claudia are right now?" I asked because I closed all communication with Jordan. "They're not getting married, even if Claudia wants that, and Jordan will take custody of their child when Claudia gives birth." "Why?" I am surprised. "Jordan says he doesn't love Claudia, and I think that's good. Claudia isn't exactly a woman to be a mother either." Bell

Hannah asked. He closed his laptop and faced her. "Actually...this will be a little bit of a surprise to you but you won't be attending your son's father's son day." Clark said. Hannah chuckled. "You got to be joking right? Is not even funny!" Hannah yelled the last part. "I'm serious Hannah, I'm not joking, my friend is a student at Joey's school and his parents won't be able to attend the party so you and I will be there as his parents, I don't want him to be bored and lonely." Clark said.

He asks putting his arm over my shoulders. “Do you want me to put my things in one of the other rooms? I don’t want to crowd you.” Jordan doesn’t answer as he picks up my suitcases and lays them on the bed. He turns to me and smiles. “If I have my way you and Dakota won’t ever leave. You’re not crowding me, you’re making me feel whole. Let me tell you about my parents while we move you in.” As we unpack my things Jordan tells me what happened to his dad and then his mom. I can’t believe it. Now I understand why he’s always saying don’t leave him. The two people he loved the most left him in two of the worst ways. My heart breaks thinking of him at Dakota’s age losing his dad and then his mo

Hank spoke earnestly. “Oh, then we should have a drink together later.” Jordan mused. Jordan figured that since Hank was here to attend the ceremony, he must have some relations with Jason. Thus, Jordan felt he should be courteous. “Of course.” Hank nodded repeatedly. “Hello, Mister Grand. My name is Clark Hobbs. I’m considered your employee as I am currently working at a subsidiary company of yours.” Clark had resumed right after Hank had finished speaking. “Yep.” Jordan nodded. Hank and Clark looked at each other and wondered why someone like Jordan had personally come to attend the ceremony. They figured that he was not associated with their aunt and uncle since they were hardly influenti

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, leaving no room for Damon to protest. Watching her hurry away, Damon couldn't help but smile. … Meanwhile, Clark returned home with a dark expression. Jordyn, sitting in the living room with an acai bowl, noticed his frown and put down her bowl. "What's wrong? Did Grandpa still refuse to let you back into the Sumner Group?" Clark sneered. "I expected that before I even went." "Then who upset you?" Jordyn asked. Clark's eyes flashed with irritation as he took in Jordyn's pregnant figure and slightly fuller body.

How was I going to convince him to help me? Jordan lived in a charming little house in a quiet neighborhood, a world away from the glitz and glamour of the Elite Complex. He was a single dad, raising his eight-year-old son, Leo, with a blend of love, patience, and a healthy dose of sarcasm. I rang the doorbell, my heart pounding in my chest. Jordan opened the door, his face lighting up when he saw me. "Kayla! What are you doing here so late?" he asked, pulling me into a hug. "Is everything okay?"

Jaren, Anne-Mary, and James' gazes landed on Clarabelle's two clear balls. "Dad, I've already texted I'm getting married. You didn't respond. James was the same." Jordan confronted his father and older brother. "You didn't say anything to me, Joy." Anne-Mary joined in. “You think of a marriage as allowing you to go play basketball with your friends?” Jaren's sharp gaze moved to Jordan. Jordan took a deep breath, clenching his fists. He must be able to soften the hearts of his parents. How? What words could make them at least not force him to part with Clarabelle. Jordan wanted them to accept his decision. He was tired of always being blamed.

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, leaving no room for Damon to protest. Watching her hurry away, Damon couldn't help but smile. … Meanwhile, Clark returned home with a dark expression. Jordyn, sitting in the living room with an acai bowl, noticed his frown and put down her bowl. "What's wrong? Did Grandpa still refuse to let you back into the Sumner Group?" Clark sneered. "I expected that before I even went." "Then who upset you?" Jordyn asked. Clark's eyes flashed with irritation as he took in Jordyn's pregnant figure and slightly fuller body.

She had been fooled all along! "Mother, don't lie to me!" Jasmine shouted and stomped off, not bothering to look at Clary and the others who were still standing their. *** "Welcome my daughter, son-in-law, and the two kids; the kids have really grown well." Clary dad, Mr. Jone James said and tried to hug Clary, but he was immediately stopped by Damon Williams, who looked at his father-in-law sharply, making Jones shudder in fear and move back.

Jordan helped her with her seat belt and they drove to his family home. Jordan had been told that his parents had first met in Northern Yusama. His father had been the son of a rich business mogul and his mother the daughter of a minister. It was an arranged marriage, more like a business contract between both families. His father didn’t like her one bit, but he gradually accepted the marriage things were peaceful for a while when they had him but they soon picked up their fight again. It was later he heard that his father had decided to have him because his father had necessitated it. He would not have been allowed to start his entertainment agency had he not had a child. It was during that