Mark Henry Daughter Novels & Stories

“No. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about my plans, Gabe, but I had to make Mercer believe I was with him and against you. If Mercer thought I was lying, we would both be dead, my friend.” Gabe nodded. “So very true. You are forgiven this time, but for the love of God, don’t put me through that agony ever again.” Rufus chuckled. “I assure you, I went through agony too, and I will never do it again.” “Pardon me,” Henry asked, walking up to Rufus. “But…do you know where my daughter is being held?” “Yes. I shall take you below deck and show you. Once she awakens, she shall be fine—just with a splitting headache, I’m sure. Hopefully, she has learned her lesson and doesn’t want to make deals wi

The internal family meeting was held a week later. Every member of the family was there. Dozens of men dressed in black suits sat throughout the hall, and the atmosphere felt as heavy as a funeral. Mamma held my hand as we sat beside the head seat. Father stood at the front, his voice rough and hoarse. “I called everyone here today to clarify something.” Bianca sat in the corner, her hands clenched so tightly that they had turned pale. “Alessia Vitale,” Father paused for a moment, “is the biological daughter of Isabella and me.”

He would definitely not help them then. "Damn it! Damn it! My daughter is abandoning me for a man! She's so cruel; she's worthless." Jennifer's voice was particularly loud. Henry, with his excellent hearing ability, heard her. He said coldly, "You don't deserve a daughter. If you didn't have this daughter, the Miller family would've been finished long ago." Henry's voice was loud when he said that. Everyone could hear him clearly from Lydia's cell phone, even though Lydia did not turn on the speaker.

"What?" Henry asked and Damon nodded his head yes. "Yes. It's Riya Reymond. The only daughter of Arthur Reymond." Damon answered and Henry blinked his eyes. "Her? His daughter?" Henry asked with a shocked face and Damon nodded his head again. "I can't... Believe this." Henry said as he stepped back and sat down on the chair. He kept his hands on his forehead thinking about this situation when Damon walked towards him. "I am sorry, Uncle Henry. I am really sorry." Damon said as he stood in front of him.

Henry said, pacing up and down in the hospital hallway. “Henry, where is my daughter? What happened to my baby?” Paula had just arrived, accompanied by her husband. Henry had called her to tell her about their daughter’s current condition after arriving the hospital. “She’s currently in the ICU… Besides the fact that she attempted suicide because her supposed boyfriend broke up with her, I know nothing.” “What?! He broke up with her?!” Paula exclaimed in anger and surprise. “You know the son of a bitch that hurt our daughter?” Henry asked through gritted teeth.

his voice sounded calm and cool Hearing this, Mrs Henry bursted out into a fit of laughter, pulling her daughter close to herself, "Is this your husband?" She questioned and laughed once more, then she rubbed the traces of tears on her lashes, "An apology? I don't give apologies to those beneath me Mr. I do really think you have no idea who my husband is, and who the father of this child is." Dylan scoffed out loud, "Everyone knows Mr Patrick Henry." She cocked her head towards the teachers and they nodded,

She was still thinking about that when Claire asked another question that sent a jolt through her. “Is Gramps’s house also where Henry’s daddy lives?” Emma's eyes widened slightly. “How did you know that, Claire?” Claire looked up, a little unsure. “I saw a photo of Henry’s daddy there when Mrs. Grace was showing me around the house.” “You did?” Claire nodded. “Yes… but he looked younger.” Emma’s mind raced, but before she could ask more, Claire sighed softly. “I miss Henry.” Emma frowned and touched her daughter’s shoulder gently. “Don’t you see him in school anymore?”

Henry called Callan in his study and said in a proud voice, "Hey, Callan, I have something to tell you. My daughter is going to get married soon!" "Hmm?" Callan gritted his teeth when he heard that. He felt that Henry was so arrogant and didn't want to be his friend anymore. "Is that so? Congratulations!" "Ha ha... thank you for your Congratulations. Don't forget to attend the wedding!" Henry was extremely pleased with himself and completely forgot the mission that Jeana had given him. "I'm telling you, Justin is really good! Speaking of which, my daughter has a good taste!" Callan felt that he was about to lose temper and wondered how he could get rid of Henry. "Henry Sterling, you are tire

“I haven't figured it out yet, sir, but I've made some calls to some of my friends” “And?” Vincent asked, “They… they… they have no—” Before he could complete his statement, my boot met his face and he fell off the chair. I marched towards him before picking the bastard up, “Haven't you heard that Davis Stone has no patience?” “Don…, my… my friend Henry… he didn't know… know she was… your daughter” he stuttered My hand grabbed his neck, “Where is Henry?” I roared, he struggled to speak, but I still didn't take my hand off his neck,

"I'm fine ma. When did you return from your trip?" "A few days ago. Is my daughter in?" "Yes she is" "Okay" I left him and went straight to the door. I rang the doorbell and waited for someone to open "Who is it?" "It's me, Gloria" "Oh! Mom"said Madison She opened the door and gave me a hug "Welcome mum, please have a seat" I sat down and she told Nelly to serve me a glass of water but I declined "Mom, how is Dad?" "He is fine. You know his always busy with work. What of your fiancé? Where is he?"