Novel & Cerita Jordan Poole Parents

I say. "And how can I help?" asks my friend. " He wants to know Jordan's father's name." I say. "Is that all?" he asks. " For now, yes." I say. " Well, his father owns a multinational and international company, and his mother is an event organizer, not just any type of event. They're pretty rich and—” I cut her off. " Rebecca what are the names? She says soon." I speak without patience. " Jeremy Brenner and Suzan Mark Brenner." she says and I close my eyes.

Jordan's turn to challenge his three friends. He knew they couldn't possibly give you anything big. Of them, Jordan was the one with the deepest pockets. Ronald and Warren were businessmen too, but their parents' business wasn't as big as the Hayden's. While Louie, his father was a deputy director at a subsidiary of the Jordan family. “Hm, you want to frame us?” With a sharper gaze, Warren leaned forward, closer to Jordan. “This is not a trivial matter. Married, huh? It deals with my pride!” Jordan insisted.

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?"

KNOX In the days following our return with Jordan, we all were on high alert, waiting for the next shoe to drop, only it never did. We learned that both Jory's parents were sentenced to many years in federal prison for embezzlement, fraud, and tax evasion on top of the kidnapping charges. They will not be getting out until the boys are adults.

I blinked in surprise at how vast Rhysand Millero's garden was. I finished my admiration when Jordan pulled me towards a middle-aged couple who were chatting with the other couple and there was also a beautiful young black haired woman in their midst, laughing. My heart beats faster as I get to know two other people, Zello del Millero and Eren del Millero, Jordan's parents. The rest I don't know them. All I know is that they looked directly at the two of us as we approached. "Mama. Papa. Tío. Tía Oh hi.. Bellva." Said Jordan cheerfully.

Solana's POV "So, partly, I pretended to be poor so my fiancèe would refuse to marry me," Jordan continued telling me his story. We're on the bed. He's leaning his back on the headboard, while I'm leaning my back on his chest. I was sitting between his parted legs, his arms wrapped around my waist while his hands were resting against my belly. "My father's biological family can't accept me and my father can't do anything. In Fact, he's just like Robert Stone. He's like a puppet," he added.

I knew Jordan would be in; he was a workaholic. The night Jordan and I met, we didn't know each other, but he looked familiar to me. I took a picture of his handsome face while he was sleeping before leaving for home the next day after a long night of sex. My mom saw his picture on my phone, and she recognized him. His father and my father used to be business partners, and I knew that would work in my favor. Jordan didn't know this, and I was not willing to let him know until the time was ripe for him to be aware.

I lock up and then inform Jordan's parents she'll be with me due to the comfort she brings Chelsea. Her home is a beautiful log and glass mansion. The ice and snow make the woods picturesque as we drive up this steep driveway to their mansion on a hill. Her parents are Thomas and Teresa Jameson. Lovely couple. After Chelsea and Jordan share their hearts along with Chelsea's fears, Thomas explains, "Believe me, Minister Jade, we took her very seriously. We even take turns sleeping with her at night, and we still allow her to sleep with us, but she claims she always sees it. We even had Pastor Gene over to pray with us." Thomas explains.

But I still didn’t answer her question, I didn’t trust her and did not stop staring at her with wariness after I chuckled. “I am not the only one who left him immediately I found out he was dying. His father also stopped being a father the moment he found out so stop looking at me that way,” she entered harshly. “You mean Liam…” “Yes, Liam. I had a harsh upbringing, but Jordan had the best. The son of the scary head of state but he was loved by his mother and father and they showed it everywhere they went. It was never for show and he would talk about his father all the time.” She smiled sadly.

It was like laying on a cloud, no wonder he always looked well-rested. “Dad will be back this afternoon, he’s gone to meet with neighbouring pack Alpha’s about your parents,” Jordan yells out from the bathroom. I sit up suddenly, forgetting my parents were missing for a split second. Oh God. I jump out of bed and rush out of the bedroom down the hall to Reigns room. I grab my clothes, heading to the bathroom I strip off and jump in the shower. Turning the taps on I hear a soft knock at the door. It was Jordan.