Kim Possibles Dad Novels & Stories

I instinctively shifted to the side to hide the damp patch on my blouse before looking up at him. "What do you mean?" I asked. My eyes flicked past him toward the trampolines. The sight of Julian and Lydia playing there gave me the courage to speak up. The man chuckled. "I'm Finneas Zurick, Zachary's dad. We met at the kindergarten parent meeting," he began. "I've been thinking about you ever since then. I've been wondering when we'd finally get a chance to talk." His words grew more improper by the second. A faint blush spread across my cheeks as I studied him.

In additional, I had rushed home from Chase's after hearing of the bad incident that came upon my father. What if my father dies this way? I was his daughter and this point of his health wasn't what I'd even think of myself wishing him. The person who had came in and did the evil deed was cruel. And if being asked of who was my main suspect, it would be none other than a certain jerk whose name starts with the letter 'K'. Killian is a cruel beast, and I am 89.9% sure my father's current condition was his handiwork.

A continuation of what his father started. They had sat down together to discuss the possibility of a streaming company. His dad, Kelvin Kyle McKenna, never objected, only pushed him in the right direction. As his dad would say so often, he ran so his kids could fly. With his dad’s resources and the connection he had built over the years available at a snap of his fingers, he couldn’t fail. He must not.

“I don’t know why, but I miss him terribly.” “Yeaaaah,” Jonathan sighs and sits on a rock. He starts to pat his knee, inviting me to sit on his lap, then stop and dangles his hands between his knees. “I know why. Your dad is in trouble.” My heart jerks and my stomach turns over. Lucas is bad, but Kyson is a hundred times worse. “What kind of trouble?” “I don’t know. He won’t tell me.” “Shit, Johnathan. We have to go get-”

With thinking about that curiously He took out the letter & started reading. “Dear Mike, you don’t know me. But I am your Dad. I missed you a lot. I didn’t contact you these years because I wanted to become the most powerful person in the country. After so much hard work, i have achieved my goals. I Know you won’t believe me. You will have so many questions. I will answer all your questions once I am back. I have kept my eyes over you all these years. Don’t worry son. Dad is here to take care of you. I am sending you 10 million dollars in your account for your basic needs & treatment of Nani. I have also attached my phone number. Call me if you need more money anytime. See you.”

I saw a new post from my father. The photo showed Harry wearing a brand-new pair of Nike sneakers. In front of him sat a whole buttered lobster. The caption read, [Empowering high-potential assets. Eat well, think fast. Son, keep it up. I've always got your back.] The timestamp matched exactly when I had been burning up with a fever, begging him for 50 dollars for medicine. I chewed the dry bread, tears and snot running down my face. So in his portfolio, I was the kind of asset he cut losses on without hesitation.

and he smiled. " Wow! Congratulations my son." mom said. She came near him and kissed his forehead. " Where is dad? " " He didn't return yet from his office." " Ohh! Actually, yesterday he and god-father were talking about a person who will do sketching of those two gunmen." Jack said. " May be , your dad will bring him with himself." mom said, " Okay, you get change your dress. I'm going to make sandwich and coffee for you."

Jane POV. I gave him a warm smile. This was intended to make him feel safe. I needed him to trust me now. "Just say it dear. I am here for you," I said, trying to calm him down. "What is wrong. Tell me." "I learned that my dad was involved in the shipping of firearms and other nuclear bombs from Korea here for his next political campaign," he revealed, dropping the bomb. "What!? He wants to win the election by destroying his rivals?" I said to Vishal, shocked.

My dad answered with a normal tone "So your son is here.. and ready to die" I scoffed. He's too dumb to think that I might die in this mission. "So what do you want?" My dad asked "Join me." "I thought you have Resos and Western in your pocket?" My dad said and I saw 2 CEOs were tied on the side. Well that explains that they're trapped here. "Too bad I want more.. you know.. to reach worldwide" He's acting like a bad villain but he's a stupid one. I rolled my eyes.

My dad may said not to trust everyone except Harris Miller but things are getting sketchier. "My condolences to your father...Guess his plan backfired...All you have to do is stay here with us and we will take care of you. It is our job after all and also from his request. And, you can take me as your dad also if you like." As his dad? Has this old man gone mental? I looked him up and down and snorted. Judging from his appearance, he looked kind of decent. But don't judge a book by its cover.