Mark Henry Daughter Novels & Stories

"Life happens." His brow arched. "But why the secrecy? No one knows what the President’s daughter looks like." Lydia’s expression darkened. "You must have heard about the tragedy ten years ago, right? My father had four children. One was poisoned, another died in an accident, and the youngest was kidnapped. Her body washed up on the beach." Rowan exhaled sharply. "That's... horrific." Lydia nodded "All within a year." His fingers tightened around his glass. "How did you survive?"

I stated causally. Henry stood up immediately, shaking his head furiously. “Not my daughter,” he cried. “Go inside and get his daughter, Richmond,” I ordered. Richmond headed to the man’s house but he stood in his way, extending his claws and ready to shift. “Don’t do that, Henry, we can still be friends. I would let you have your son back,” I said. Henry shook his head, “No, Alpha, you're not leaving here with my daughter while I'm still alive.”

I snapped at him. “Mind your tone boy,” my father growls at me. I glare at him but plop back into my chair and wait for him to continue. Leaning back in his seat after a moment he continues, “You know Henry had a daughter. You were only around 7 when they fled the pack.” “Yes Dad I know this” I roll my eyes. He gives me a look to cool it. “ Well doesn’t it seem white a coincidence that Henry’s mate has a daughter the same age as his would have been had she lived?”

"That's what you're thinking, but what's on my mind is that Summer has really grown up now. She can protect herself and her family. She's really radiating with brilliance. Sometimes, it's as if she's nothing like a Hartford." Henry's expression stiffened. "Watch your mouth. Summer is, and always will be, a Hartford. She is your daughter and my granddaughter!" Henry put his cup down, and his expression turned incredibly serious. Then, he got up and ignored Luke, heading straight for his study.

I told her sounding weak , I couldn't tell her about the threat I received, it would break her the more. TORONTO CANADA "He had two daughters and a wife " Henry said running down Trevor Gomez profile "His first daughter is late , leaving the last one , whom is currently in her finals at the University of Nigeria,she is ..." "Who and what killed the older daughter " "She was raped by Santiago's men, she lost too much blood" "Zoom in on the other daughter's picture" "Is there any other thing I need to know?"

The tiny, chirpy and energetic voice shrieked and I watched, my eyes as huge as saucers, as the small girl breezed past me and ran towards Henry who in turn picked her up effortlessly and carried her in his arms, a delighted smile playing on his lips. Daddy? "My Angel." Henry cooed in delight as he hugged the small girl to himself. I looked at Henrietta who gave me a somewhat nervous smile and back to Henry who was now looking at me. I was in utter shock and had only one question playing through my mind. Henry is married? With a daughter! ***** I was still in the middle of the both of them, their eyes still trained on me while I just stood there, a million and one question running through my

After all, she's Bianca's offspring. “She might be my daughter. I need to meet her daughter. I need to conduct a DNA on her.” Celine sniffles, holding her breath. Her gaze darts at him leaving him confused. “She's dead!” Celine cooked a lie in tears. Henry froze, he holds his breath as he loosens his tie. A grin appeared on his face, he stares at a spot and suddenly let out a chuckle. “Since that bastard is gone. I can have her all to myself. No third party, sweet!” Henry chuckles, licking his lips.

Henry snapped. Henry was so angry at his mother, whom he had always trusted and respected as a parent, but it was the woman who had destroyed his household that he didn't know that he had a child with Amanda. "What do you mean?" Mrs. Vena stood up and returned to Henry, still sitting in his work chair. "Sonya is a good woman; she is more suitable to be my daughter-in-law." "Mum, don't keep defending Sonya," said Henry, "You'd better see the news about your favourite future daughter-in-law. Henry smiled mockingly at the mother who always glorified her prospective daughter-in-law—a primary heir of the Anderson family.

The woman said. “Well, look at his sister here,” Max said as he pointed to Deanna. “His other sister looks like her as well.” “How are your parents taking the fact you have Henry?” She asked Deanna. “My parents were murdered today,” Deanna said as she looked at the older woman. Then she looked at Max, “You didn’t tell her?” “That detail slipped my mind. I was concerned about the baby.” Max said. “Well, what do you want to do with Henry?” The woman asked as she looked at Deanna.