Lauren London Parents Novels & Stories

She had stayed silent. Until now. She entered the room like she belonged in it, her pearl earrings gleaming beneath the chandeliers, her sharp gaze assessing every inch of my face. “Lucien.” “Mother.” She sat without being asked, which was fitting. Frances Laurent never waited for permission. “I saw the announcement,” she said crisply, folding her gloved hands in her lap. “Your son is quite charming.” I said nothing. “I also saw the headlines this morning,” she continued, lifting one sculpted brow. “‘Custody Battle Looms Between Tech Billionaire and London Financier.’ Quite the story.”

Lauren opened her mouth, but Pablo's glare silenced her. “For the next month,” he continued, “you will not step foot outside this house, Lauren. You’re grounded. I don’t care what excuse you come up with; you’ll make none. You’ll focus on salvaging what’s left of our reputation.” Lauren’s eyes widened in shock. She opened her mouth to protest, but her father's hard stare forced her to remain silent. “And you, Marcus.” Pablo turned his wrath to his son. “If I hear so much as a whisper of you checking into another hotel, I will cut off your funding entirely. This family will not be associated with such scandalous behavior.”

"I understand, Miss. You want us here to show force? Don't worry. Madblade Martial Academy will have to respect my presence!" Reassured, Lauren strode through the academy's gates. "I'm Lauren from the Rhodes family, and I'd like to speak with Mr. Rodney Sanford!"

I answered him because I did not want to come off as rude and because Lauren looked constipated ever since I walked in. "So Lucas, what do you do for a living?" My father asked. I looked at him as he responded, placing my hand over his. "Well sir I'm currently the regional managing director of my mother's fashion outlet, House of Valiente based in New York." "Interesting. I've gotten quite a few magnificent pieces from there." Lauren finally spoke up. My father nodded, "That's good. How long have you known my daughter?" "A couple of years. She became my woman a few months ago." Lucas grinned, staring at me and I returned it, holding on tighter to his hand.

She stood by her window that overlooked the city. Warren hissed. He wasn’t going to let himself be swayed by some fake display of emotions. Approaching her in large strides, he smacked her cheeks loud, drawing a loud gasp from her. That was totally unexpected! Lauren stood by her window gazing at the speck of buildings distance away. It was her mother’s birthday but who cared? Her father was obviously so in love with his family that his ex-lover meant nothing to him. She missed her mother, she couldn’t deny it. Living in the slums with her mother was better than living here and being treated as nothing but a slave.

But He himself asked to marry you," Lauren said. She wants her daughter to be happy and after a long time, it seems to be happening with Brandon. "Mom no, please Dad. Don't talk on this topic." Claire said with her cracking voice but she controlled herself in front of her parents. She has decided to be strong for their happiness. Mathew gestures to Lauren to be quiet and leave this topic here for now. They don't want to pressure her. They nodded and left after kissing her forehead. Claire whipped her tears silently, she smiled sadly. She thought about their moment in the park, she remembered his care, his touch, his respect towards her family. Everything has touched her heart. But she can't

She walked over angrily and sat down. Zoe blew a cloud of smoke in her direction, causing Betty to cough. "Has that idiotic sister of yours returned to Seaview Manor?" "Nope. Grandpa took her back with him." "What's Mr. Beckett Senior's take on this?" "I heard that he's pissed off. I'm guessing that Landon marrying Lauren will be a tall order," Betty remarked with a cold laugh, finding amusement in their predicament. "Lauren's condition has been exposed, and her actions are being widely mocked online. None of the prominent families in Solana City would want such a woman in their midst.

"Just like you, Vivienne knew very little about your father because her mother wouldn't say much about their relationship. So, we decided to investigate further." "Your father, Hector Laurent, was not just a regular man. His father, Xavier Laurent, owns a prominent fashion line, one of the biggest in London. Interestingly, Xavier and Celine's father, Guillaume Bellerose, were close friends who decided to form a business partnership between their companies through the arranged marriage of their children."

Punish her in ways that she would never imagine and maybe fill her afterward. My gaze flicked to the brunette, Lauren, who was the reason they were all in my office. I knew her dad. He was an alumnus and after a very generous donation, his ridiculously untalented daughter was shoved into Emerald. It was ludicrous but money often dictated the terms of an agreement.