Novel & Cerita Jude Bellingham Parents

"Yes, I am the daughter of Thomas Jade." "Ah, I expected that. You bear a resemblance to Mr. Jade." "Are you close to the Jade family?" Josephine asked cautiously. "Not me, but my parents, Barend and Ellys Hardy. They seem to be business partners with your father." Josephine knows who Barend and Ellys Hardy are. They are among the top ten richest families at Sky High and have a large business network at Sky High and several countries in Southeast Asia. "You're the Hardy's son?" asked Josephine surprised.

He smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but ask, “Do I know you?” The man chuckled. “Definitely not,” he said with a grin. “Probably my doppleganger.” The group laughed, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had seen him somewhere before. I decided to ask, “What’s your name, sir?” The man smiled again, his eyes twinkling. “Jude, Jude Bellingham.” The name didn’t ring a bell, but I couldn’t stop staring at him. Something was off, but I still didn’t know where I had seen him.

Jayden had just come out of the shower when he heard his phone ring. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked up to it, and he picked it up. He saw that it was his father calling him. Wondering what the old man was calling him for, he answered it. “Dumong is dead,” Justin informed him bluntly. “And right now I suggest you stay far away from Zendaya as her father is not happy with you,” Justin told his son and this made Jayden realize that his father had told Lucas about all that happened

I replied as an excuse even though the company wasn’t really after the Bellevera. My mom has sold Brent’s shares as a stockholder for a long time, so I also don’t know the real reason other than I’m just a front show. Mister Bellevera—Ezekiel’s father—could no longer accept that his son had no hope of believing to become a one-woman man, because I, too, could not teach his son. Bellevera is a playboy or womanizer and it seems that no sensible woman or even a crazy woman can prove that he’s going to change or can marry him. Yes, he has all the money, but no woman will accept that.

"Yeah, our dad is Graham Hopkins." . . . ______

There's no ocean view, and everything is boarded up except her villa, which is grand and vibrant. Jude gets out, and a young boy, no older than eight, dressed in baseball gear, runs out and hugs him around his waist. Is this his son? Grinning, Jude lifts him, asking, "You had a game today?" "Yes. We won." "Hi, five!" Jude laughs. Jude's teeth and smile are magnetizing. He's been frowning for the past two days, so I had no idea he had such a pretty smile. Placing the boy on the ground, he asks, "Where's Mama?"

"So, you are on the football team along with Johny?" "Oh..uhm..yeah," I nod. "Oh, yeah, I heard you guys had a match last week. Did you win?" "Er..no," I mumble. "Oh, it's okay. Let's win next time," she tilts her face and offers me a small smile. I nod to her, returning the smile. "Is his parents not home?" "They are on a business trip to Belgium," she replies. "And his sisters are at their Uncle's house, I mean Johny's. Currently there are only home staff here."

Jude said, his voice dropping, “you cannot come into my home and talk down to my wife. She is mine, and she is my family.” Marcus gasped, completely insulted. He whirled around to look at his wife. “See your son?!” Elena completely ignored her husband, giving me a supportive wink instead. A tense moment later, Jude gently ushered his mother and reluctant, brooding Marcus to the dining room for lunch; Jude lagged a few steps behind as he leaned into my side, a smug grin playing on his lips while we walked. “See? My parents like you,” he murmured in my ear.

Johnathan pulled him back up. "Let me be," Jude protest as Johnathan dragged him to his room. "Mom and Dad put me in charge of the pack but we both know it is actually your job," Johnathan stated once alone in Jude's room. "Where are they?" Jude wonders. "Out looking for the vampire king and his lycan princess," Johnathan informs them. Jude didn't answer and wonder where Elle's parents were. 'If only they were around to help on her birthday.' The thought of Elle being gone brought fresh tears to Jude's eyes.

“Wait a minute. Why should we trust anything that's coming out of your mouth? You seem to know a lot about Asher and his mother, but we've never heard of you before. What’s your business with Asher and his mother?” Jude hesitated, his expression conflicted, before he finally said, “I’m his father.”