Lydia Deetz Parents 소설 & 이야기

Adolph eyed her, “Is there a chance that your parents are still alive?” Delia grimaced, “I don’t think so.” At least, she hoped not. They were a major liability to her new life. Adolph took note to look into it, “What were their names?” “Luke,” Delia flinched and sighed. “And Opal… Morton.” Adolph took note, “Just in case, we’ll keep an eye out for them. If you think of anyone else, let me know.” She nodded shakily as he stood, “I will take my leave now. Feel free to take your time and regain your bearings…”

“Let’s introduce you to the rest of the family.” The official party was tomorrow but some of the distant family members had started arriving already. I’d met Lydia’s mother earlier and she had seemed like the kindest, most loving mother in the universe who kept fussing about my meals and my health, something my mother rarely did. I hadn’t met Lydia’s father yet, but after I found out that he was the Senator, I was left a bit flustered. It explained why Lydia was under constant scrutiny from the media and why she had to leave town.

"Lydia isn't brave enough to come here without a reason. If she risked Charlie’s wrath and your threats to stand in our hallway, she wasn't just looking for a confrontation. She was hunting." "That’s what I’m afraid of," Tyler muttered. "I think she might be onto the secret, Elara. I think she might know about Leo’s parentage." The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees. Elara stood up, walking to the window to stand beside him. The thought of Lydia the woman who had stolen her husband and her life knowing that Leo was a Vane made her blood run cold. If Lydia knew, then Silas and Beatrice knew. And if they knew, it was only a matter of time before they tried to weaponize the boy'

“She sounds…not nice.” “Lydia was…complicated,” dad says on a sigh, lifting his eyes to mine. “And it wouldn’t have bothered her, at all, that people didn’t think she was nice. She cared much more about being powerful, and refined, and in control. She was a whirlwind of a woman – very easy to get caught up in, not at all concerned with the destruction she left in her wake.” I go quiet for a little, studying my dad, wondering how someone like that could be his mate. Because mom…mom is the opposite of all of that. And dad and she match so well.

Lydia knew this was exactly the kind of thing her parents would do. She didn’t ask Eugene to leave, but she also didn’t engage with him. Instead, she walked to the window and stared out at the busy streets below, ignoring his constant chatter behind her. It wasn’t until he brought up her parents again that she finally listened. “Lydia, even though you’re married, you’re still their daughter. Do you really think they’d ignore what’s happening with you? They know everything about you and Quincy, including that you’re staying at this hotel, which actually has shares owned by your family.”

I worked under him for about five years before he retired, he still came around to the headquarters from time to time just to see how things were going, and I still headed to him for advice plenty of times. I was grateful for my family. Even though my parents were both busy, they always had time for us. That was mainly thanks to my mother. She was big on family, and she would roast my father's ass any time he thought about skipping a family occasion or being late for something that involved us. Lydia was very much like my mother, that was why she didn't leave the house yet. She loved living with our parents, especially after my dad had retired. They spent even more time together.

"Look, Yessica's death... I had nothing to do with it. "Remember when our Rearden family's company was the new hot thing in Avalon City? Your dad was on top of the world, and I was just the new girl at the office..." "So you charmed Dad into leaving Yessica for you?" accused Minnie. Lydia shot back immediately, "No way! Your dad never told me he was married. I was clueless! I was just a kid, and your dad was this suave, dashing guy who looked out for me, always there to warm me up on a cold day. We fell in love. By the time I found out about Yessica, you were already on the way." Lydia was seething as she said that.

Uriel greeted the lady he met at the festival the previous day. Lydia is the daughter of Margaret Jones who worked as a maid at the house Tracy's late mother worked back in the day. "Good day," Lydia responded. "We meet again," she added. Uriel introduced Tracy to Lydia and told her the reason for which they were there. Then Uriel asked about Lydia's mother and how she was. Lydia broke down into tears uncontrollably. Immediately, Uriel got the drift that there was bad news. He tried to comfort Lydia.

She did not take Lydia's role as the parent committee president seriously. Meanwhile, her son, Oscar Landon, wiped his mouth and exclaimed, "Mommy, Vincent's snacks are so delicious! I want more!" Lydia was so furious that she smacked his head. "Stop eating! You'll get diarrhea from those unbranded, uncertified products!" Some parents frowned upon hearing her sarcastic comment. The parents were usually busy with work. Noticing Lydia's eagerness to become the parent committee president, everyone had unanimously agreed to let her take on the role.