Keith Powers Parents Novels & Stories

As he pointed me to a nearby chair, I took my seat and took in the details of the room. Just as it was in the living room, there were a lot of pictures, including that of his wife. I wonder how he survives looking at the picture of the woman that left him in the middle of their union. The older Powers sat at the edge of his bed, so he wasn’t so far from where I was. “I am sure Dominic has told you that his mother left us at some point,” he started the conversation from a point I wasn’t expecting. "Uh…” I felt briefly uncomfortable but I cleared my throat and became a little stable with the direction of the talk. “Janet was the one that told me.”

He let go of my hands and this time, I didn't move an inch. "I employed you to work here at Pearsons...Everyone wants to work here, a five-star hotel recognized across the world but it wasn't always like this. No one knew the whole truth, that my father, the wealthy Thomas Vaughn died and left us nothing." He explained to me. I furrowed my brows, all my attention to Nicholas.

' Taking a quick peek at the door, she sat Keith on the chair and asked, "Did you see an old man come to our home? Or... Did you hear any kind of noises in the living room yesterday?" "Uhmm..." Remembering something, Keith shook her head, "Yes, I remember. I was sleeping in my room then suddenly I heard some noises downstairs. Mom, dad didn't know that I was awake so I kept hidden hehe." "I see. Keith, did you see what our mom and dad were doing at that time? If they talked to the old man..." "Yes, they were talking to an old man. I... Heard they said... Mom said that if I act, she... she will melt. Don't worry, just be ready with the money."

but Janet declined, holding his hand gently. “Thank you so much, Keith!” Her grip tightened around his hand. “I also want to thank the chief. I am grateful to have people who support me through every situation.” Keith’s inner turmoil was clear as he forced a strained smile, his eyes revealing the battle raging inside. “I don’t want Kyle to grow up and be like his dad! Sebastian will never make a good father. He’s a walking destruction, and he only brings misery.” “Then why didn’t you abort the baby?” Keith asked.

An older version of Keith stands before the both of us. He's aged well, not looking any different from the first and last time I met him, that was at my wedding. Tall, broad shouldered with blue eyes, he has a demanding and powerful presence, just like his son. Vincent Salvatore is his name, a retired businessman. He's a wealthy man with him renting out his boats and properties, keeping busy and being healthy and enjoying life. After Keith's mom passed on, Keith pretty much distanced himself from his whole family, especially his father, who was dealing with his own grief.

Keith ate an apple that I had poton, he fell silent finishing the chewing of his apples in his mouth. "I don't see your mother, where is she?" I asked because I hadn't seen keith's mother. "My mom and dad are going to Bandung, tomorrow my cousin is married," keith replied while putting the plate empty, Keith spent all his apple pieces in just a few minutes. I'm even just one piece. "You're not coming with them? Are you alone at home?" I asked. Keith turned to me, and then he chuckled, "then do I have to go in this condition?" and Keith made me let out a stupid cry.

After gently touching Shirley's ear with his lips, Keith straightened up, his lips curling to one side, complementing his handsome and charming face, giving off a devilish vibe. Keith wrapped his arm around Shirley's waist and directly spoke to the man whose eyes were darting around, "You can call your wife now. Tell her that I, Keith, promise to give her a very shining position. The rest, you can discuss among yourselves! Additionally—" No one in the room said a word, all eyes on Keith. Wherever Keith was, that was where all attention was drawn, he was the one in control. Keith turned to Mr. Moore and Mrs. Moore, saying, "Furthermore, Shirley has accepted you both as her parents. Although t

I stated. “You are not my mother, Mia, and you cannot tell me what to do!” Keith lashed out at me. More than that, he sounded deeply wounded when he mentioned his mother. That made me realize that for months now since I got to know Keith Von Quavo, I hadn’t heard anything about his parents.

In front of the camera, it seemed like we were the perfect family and that they were loving parents that cared for us, and would care for the state in that same manner. I knew better, and Keith was going to grow up and find out soon enough that my parents didn’t give two shits about anyone but themselves and their political careers. “I met him the day your parents invited me over to talk about our engagement.” “Wait, you met my parents without me?” “That’s not the point. You should take chocolates with you when you visit, he likes those.” I was tempted to smack the back of his head. “Of course, I know what my brother likes. What did my mum say when you saw her?”