Lisa Jewell The Family Upstairs Mga Nobela at Kwento

Joniss was arrogant. She was determined to scare Joshua off with her influential background. Otherwise, he would continue to abuse her clueless. “You’re from the Ventura family?” Joshua asked in surprise. Naturally, Joshua knew about the four greatest household. His mother belonged to the Luckser family in the four greatest household.

"Tommy, we'll take you out after dinner. There's something going on nearby today. It'll be a lot of fun." Dad put his arm around my shoulders, the warmth of his palm seeping through my clothes, almost scalding. Talia quietly transferred some of her own money into my account, moving so carefully it was as if she were afraid of startling me. Mom sat across the table, smiling, her eyes full of quiet satisfaction. This family looked like they loved me, like everything was warm and perfect.

“I know it’s not ideal for your privacy, but I want you both in the main house where it’s safe. Just in case.” Lisa’s eyes filled with tears. “Thank you.” I gave her a nod, uncomfortable with her gratitude. “Of course. You’re a part of the family. And I have plenty of room.” As she and her husband followed their things upstairs to one of the spare rooms, I felt Veda’s eyes on me. “What?” I asked her. She stared at me a moment longer. “I’m just trying to figure out how you can be such a decent man and yet such a fucking bastard all at the same time.”

A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy. "Daddy, I wanna see my sister! Mommy said she's making potato salad and baked ribs tonight. She can't break her promise!" I stared at the kid. He looked just like Talia. All those late nights—I thought she was grinding for her career. Turns out, she was running a whole other family. And me? I'd never even had a single meal she cooked. On the table sat a fresh family photo—four of them. Talia in Danny's arms, their son beside them, their newborn in hers.

The tall windows showed nothing but darkness outside, while the chandelier above us cast warm light across the polished floor. Riley collapsed onto the couch dramatically. “I am emotionally exhausted,” she declared. “First the pool, then the G-Wagon reveal. Elias, your life is stressful.” Lisa had already curled up in the armchair, phone in hand, thumbs moving at lightning speed. Posting. Obviously. I leaned back against the couch cushions, watching her with a raised eyebrow. “You’re behaving like you’re not a heiress, Lisa,” I teased. “Relax.” For a second there was silence.

“No one knows exactly what Mrs. Jasper told her, but in the end, she settled for the family taking Vivian in as repayment.” Mia scoffed. “Obviously. Mrs. Jasper only has one son. There’s no way she’d let him marry a housekeeper’s daughter.” Lena agreed. “Exactly. Sean’s the sole heir of the Jasper family. No matter what, there’s no way he’d end up with her.” Charlotte took a slow sip of her cocktail, lost in thought. The three of them were deep in conversation, too caught up in their gossip to notice a woman standing a short distance away. Her gaze was dark with hostility as she stared at them.

“I will continue to investigate this. Keep a close eye on the Trump family. But… it’s unfortunate that we lost Miss Larson in the past,” the assistant spoke instinctively. Right after he finished speaking, he covered his mouth in panic. He almost forgot that this was Jasper’s taboo. Other than Summer and Victoria, the woman that Jasper cared about the most was Lydia Larson, the daughter of the butler for the Miller family’s main mansion. She was also someone who grew up with Jasper.

She muttered, “Go right ahead and feel at home.” “Good morning to you too Lila, what are you doing in my room?” Kallista asked her —what—cousin-in-law The whole family dynamic was beginning to grate her nerves. “Last I checked my cousin's room. It's also mine which means I can walk anywhere I want to.” She mimicked a whisper and smirked at Kallista. Kallista stared back but said nothing at first. “How may I help you, Lila?” “I should be asking you,” She replied, “Seeing as your wardrobe,” She made quotation marks in the air, “is filled with clothes that used to belong to women that dated Jaxon when he was younger.”

Secretly enjoying every minute of it, she feigned being awkward "No. Of course. Not__We were just debating on if she would let me crash with her and Keith " " Jasmine told me that she was married now. And the family may not be thrilled about this " At this point, Lisa's facial expression became relaxed " Why not?. Dear, you are family to us" " Really? " Lucia did not hide her excitement. It was an attempt to get Jasmine green-eyed. " Yes of course. A family member of Jasmine is my family member " " She could stay with you right?" This question is only obligatory. Lisa knew Jasmine must approve. " Well__"Jasmine began rubbing the space between her eyes and brows.

The bodyguard said, "Mr. Jardin made the decision. Remember, this is the Jents' home, and the lady upstairs is part of their family. Be respectful, or you won't have a job here or anywhere else." The other maids went quiet. Having worked there for years, they were familiar with the influential Jent family and the stories about Mr. Jardin's connection to them. They were surprised to learn that the lady upstairs was the Jents' daughter, whom they had heard so much about. They had mistakenly thought she was just another woman Zach was seeing. Ignoring the noise downstairs, Madelyn framed her new painting, hoping to paint a picture of her mom on it someday.