Novel & Cerita Jughead Jones Dad

Only in front of Jaren would Juliet behave in a manner very much unlike the unpredictable and violent lady she was known as. “The master is here, my lady. He is waiting in the study.” “What?” Juliet’s expression darkened. She shoved the box to the monk and strode into the villa. A man in his fifties, with greyish sideburns and an imposing aura, was found waiting in the study. He was Del Jones, father to Juliet and the current head of the Jones family. Juliet entered the room and greeted her father with a frosty expression on her face. They did not seem to share a good relationship.

he said. I move away from the girls as I see the conversation is going to be a long one and with the mention of my father I have to get up, “I’m all ears sir,” I said, “So some days before your father died, he came to me to discuss some things and he was planning to find out about it but then he was killed. Not to waste your time, your father thinks Jones has a child somewhere,” he explains. “Jones has a child? I’m not aware of that. I know he sleeps around a lot but I haven’t heard anywhere he has a child, but since my father mentioned it to you then it must have bothered him.” I said.

This one was more clear and I doubled down on him being Penny’s dad. My jaw dropped. I don’t really remember seeing Gamma Judd around here at all. Occasionally I will see Beta Andrew and Beta Susan, Jasper parents but they usually make sure the pack runs smoothly. It isn’t how my dad operates but not everyone works the same so I never questioned it. I looked over at Alec who was looking at us, trying to control is rage. I held it out for him to see.

He stared into thin air, though it looked as if he were speaking to his colleagues or perhaps someone only he could see. "I beat him to death." I didn't know exactly what happened, because the moment he shut the door earlier, a grim reaper had pulled me away. Everything afterward was relayed to me later by that grim reaper. On my final day in the mortal world, the grim reaper asked whether I wanted to go back to take one last look. I hesitated, then nodded. The next time I saw Dad, he was in prison. He seemed to have aged overnight. He sat on the narrow bed, his head tilted as he stared at the small window high on the wall. His eyes were half-closed.

"Tell me, what kind of man forces his own mother to end him? What do you think your father was like?" My chest tightened, breaths coming in ragged gasps as tears welled in my eyes. That fucking woman, his own mother, knew these monsters were responsible for his death. My father... he didn't even have the luxury of a mother's love. Instead, he had monsters for family. "Monsters..." I spat, tears streaming down my cheeks. "You're all fucking monsters! My dad was innocent—never harmed a soul in his life. He dedicated himself to his people. All he knew was love, and you—"

Dad stared at me in disbelief, clearly not anticipating that I would undergo a paternity test. "I don't have 75 thousand dollars. If you didn't spend so much of my money every time to foot the bill for Jacob, I would have saved 75 thousand dollars long ago. You're the one responsible for Jacob's current predicament, Dad," I stated, looking at Dad with a smile. "How can you be so petty about money at a time like this, Elijah? Is that all you really care about? You'd better save Jacob this instant; otherwise, I'll take you to court and sue you!" Dad snapped.

"Who on earth is this Huaxia man? How could he ask the leader of the Qing Gang to call him directly and increase the compensation of 30 million dollars by 10 times?" Jared wondered why his dad was standing still in astonishment after answering the phone call, but he couldn't wait any longer. He stepped forward and said, "Father, everyone is here. Hurry up! We must chop that guy into pieces." "I'll chop off your f*cking good-for-nothing first!" He slapped his son hard in the face. He had already realized that his good-for-nothing son had made an enemy of a powerful man. Jared fell to the ground. He covered his swollen cheek and said with grievance, "Father, why did you hit me?"

Justin mumbled softly. "Yes Justin, dada did this also during their time" Zack softly responded. "I'm so happy to do what dada did in his university days. He is so cool he was the gang leader and the head hazer" Justin exclaimed with pride and awe for their father. "Dada is always cool, especially when he is with papa" Zack smiled tenderly while thinking about their fathers. "Papa is in medical, they don't have Freshmen Initiation Rights but papa is so cool being a casanova" Justin amusedly exclaimed, remembering how naughty their papa was during his university days.

He wasn't looking at me; his blown-wide blue eyes were locked onto the glowing screen, staring at the name of the man who had walked out on him when he was twelve years old because he "couldn't deal with a sensitive kid." "Jax?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I reached up with my good hand to gently touch his bruised cheek. He didn't blink, but his jaw ticked so hard I thought the bone might actually snap. "He's not just a deadbeat," Jaxson choked out, his voice cracking, sounding entirely stripped of his ruthless enforcer persona and terrifyingly young. "He's the bagman. Jules... my dad is the reason they're hunting us. My dad is the one who ordered the hit on Miller, and he's the one w

Not just him, but Iman Hughes's phone also rang abruptly. Hearing the sound, Jackson glanced at his phone and was momentarily stunned. "What's going on? Why is my dad calling me at this time?" He struggled to swallow the food in his mouth and answered the phone. "Are you at the Velvet Lounge?" Before Jackson could speak, his father's nervous and trembling voice came through the phone. "I..." Jackson was stunned. He did not expect his father, Spencer Hughes, the chairman of Hughes Group, to catch him sneaking to the Velvet Lounge!