Jordan Clarkson Parents の小説・ストーリー

At the dinner party. "Welcome, thank you for coming," Clara greeted her guests. But in a corner, she spotted a familiar face. Joe, noticing Jordan, immediately pulled Clara close, showcasing their affection publicly. He put his arm around her waist, resting his head on her chest as if he were helpless. Jordan witnessed this, his heart aching. Though they were no longer husband and wife, he was still the father of their two children, Louis and Lucas. The affection he saw was a painful reminder.

When he rested his palm over the back of her hand, Jada smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Clark. I hope to live up to the expectations set by my parents and the company." There was a long pause, and then Mr. Clark sighed deeply, withdrawing his hand from hers as he wallowed in his head before meeting her eyes again, "Jada, your father was a peaceful man, and yet, his life was cut short along with your mother's... When I heard you got shot, I couldn't help but cry that they have got you too." Mr. Clark said, watching a look of confusion settle in her eyes. "They?... What do you know about my parents' death?"

"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.

Paul grinned. "Mom is a full-time grandma to Sonya's kids. She's busier now than she ever was when she worked in an office." "Tell me about her kids." "A girl and a boy. Jordan, who is eight and Walt, who is five." "Jordan and Walt? Is Sonya a basketball fan or something?" "Her husband is. Lucas. He's a good guy. They're all great, actually, Sonya's family. I miss them." "Where are they?"

Clark introduced with a smile. Clarence beamed—finally, he had an answer to his question about who they were. He was even happier when he realized his idols were actually family! “Wow! Really, Daddy?! No wonder we have the same eye color!” He immediately ran to the twins and hugged them both. “You’re my idols, Ate Zoey and Kuya Zayne! I want to be just like you when I grow up!” Clark and Francine exchanged glances at their son’s words, smiling at each other. Clark pulled his wife onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

he inquires. "His mother is trying to relaunch her modeling career, and his father works with hedge funds," I explain. Jordan's face loses color, and I notice his jaw tense several times. I lean in close and place my hand on top of his. "Are you all right?" I inquire. "What exactly is it? What's the problem? ” He slowly shakes his head as the limo comes to a stop in front of my building. Ed opens the door for us, and I walk out directly behind Jordan. He holds open the lobby door and leads me to the elevators.

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?"