Novel & Cerita Mark Henry Daughter

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,

“Just neglect. Or too much power. Or love twisted the wrong way.” Henry sank into the armchair across from me, rubbing his face with both hands. “My daughter loved him,” he whispered. “Sadie—she gave him everything.” “And he threw her off a rooftop,” I said, my voice quiet and hard. Henry flinched. But he didn’t argue. "What kind of father couldn't get justice for his daughter?" I muttered as I sat at the armrest of the velvet couch, I starred down at the floor like it held all answers. My shoulders sagged_I felt like gravity had chosen to punish me specifically.

"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?"

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.”

Like he didn’t even recognize me. Reluctantly I handed over the toy, I didn’t want him to leave. Talking to him was a gift I haven’t had in a long time. “What’s your daughter’s name?” “Alexis.” Quickly, I tried to mask the surprise that I knew he could read on my face, but not before he noticed. “Alexis. A beautiful name.”

"Ma'am, that young man is banned from the property. Your daughter gave me a direct order. She told me to make sure no calls or messages from him reached you. She said it was for the family's peace." The words hit me like a slap. So, he had tried. He did care. But my own daughter, my scandal, had built a wall between us. A hot, sudden anger flashed through me. "So, Leo really does care, but my scandal of a daughter is behind all this," I whispered to myself. I ended the conversation there, promising to deal with it after the event. But the anger stayed, a low burn under my skin.

“You have come back to your people, Prince Lucian Vale, strong and honourable. Moon shines on you to-night. You will not be waiting another year to have your mate.” Lucian blinked, confused. "Elder?" The old man smiled knowingly. “You already have a mate written in your stars to-night.” Gasps ran through the crowd. I felt my stomach twist. The Elder rolled up the scroll and read aloud the name which changed everything. "Lyra Damien Hale!" My world stopped. I was deaf with silence though the whole pack had begun cheering and all heads turned to us. My daughter stood still next to me and her eyes were open in disbelief.

Henry swore that if Charmaine were not the daughter of the Sawyer family, he would have strangled her. This woman was not only foolish but also had no filter in her words. Marrying her into the Huxley family would undoubtedly bring a lot of trouble in the future. He couldn't help but think of Larissa again. He regretted why the Sawyer family's daughter wasn't her but Charmaine. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Henry's mind. Is it possible that the Sawyer family's daughter is Larissa and not Charmaine?