Novel & Cerita Melanie Martinez Parents

"Mr. Boyd, hello. I'm Camille's... and Melanie's father, Marvin. It's a pleasure to meet you." Elmer politely shook his hand. "The pleasure is mine." Marvin glanced at Camille. "Melanie has a stubborn streak, and there's a misunderstanding between her and Camille. As her father, I always hoped they would get along, but unfortunately, Melanie refuses to communicate..." Elmer nodded. "I see..." Marvin sighed, then smiled. "However, Melanie has met a talented young leader like you. As her father, I'm happy for her. I heard she joined your company. I hope you'll look out for her."

"I'm not lying! I was three months pregnant. You can ask the doctor. I…" "Enough! Stop making excuses. Go apologize to Jen! Otherwise, I'll tell your parents all about the terrible things you've done!" Melanie was used to seeing him treat others coldly. However, she never thought he'd be this cruel to her. Her mother had breast cancer and underwent surgery several years ago. She needed to avoid stress. Her father had a heart disease, and couldn't handle such shocking news. Thinking of them, Melanie felt her resolve crumble. Her voice hoarse, she said, "Fine, I'll apologize to her. Just don't get my parents involved."

Mel said as she ran after her. "Look Mel, I am tired I really need to take a nap" Elizabeth said as Mel frowned and suddenly her face brightened up. "How about we go to a bar and have a drink, that should really help" Mel suggested giving Elizabeth that knowing wink as Elizabeth smiled. "Let's go then, which one should we go to?" "Any one we sight first" Mel said as she unlocked her car. Yeah Melanie is born with a golden spoon while Elizabeth was born into an average psycho family, her parents are divorced, her father married a new wife while her Mom sleeps around… So Elizabeth never really got that parental care most young girls get.

I said taking a bite of the meal. "What do you mean by not yet?, Melanie is a well rooted girl" " Dad, i thought Mariel is the daughter of your business partner" " Yeah" " So why do you refuse her?" " Mariel is a cheeky one, she is flamboyant, I want someone who is normal and knows how to manage finance, Mariel seem to be a gold digger" " Dad !, how will someone who has all she wants be a gold digger? " " Bryan I think this conversation is gonna end here, you will marry Melanie and that's final, I've decided" he yelled.

Amara ordered and gave a disgusted look to Melissa and Adrian and then left. "Why do you always let her insult us like that, mum?" His blood was boiling in anger. Melissa sighed and patted her son's head. "Because what Mrs Gomez says doesn't matter to me. The fact that Melanie and her father, Mr Gomez treat us like their family is what matters to me, Rian and you should not care about this too. Mr Gomez has done a lot of favours for us and is still doing, so this is the least we can pay him back with," His mother smiled but Adrian was in no mood to calm down.

Melanie stared at Natalia in disbelief. "You can't be serious. I will never be your maid." Natalia laughed coldly. "Why? Because you think you're above it? Please. Do not forget where you came from." She stepped even closer, gaze raking over Melanie calculatingly. "Or have you forgotten? Your mother was a simple maid when my father picked her up, wasn't she?" Anger flooded Melanie at the jab at her late mother. "My mother worked hard as a waitress - it was honest work providing for me. Besides, your father is my father too."

Like a ghost haunting a house that would rather I just disappeared. The Martinez mansion was huge, spotless, and cold in every way that mattered. It was filled with beautiful things and empty of warmth. It turned out his parents didn't even live here—they had their own estate across the city. They'd only planned on staying a week to meet Janet, to welcome her into the family, to get to know the girl they thought their son had chosen. Instead, they got me.

“They were both in my class.” Melanie passed them and sat next to Ludo. “How are you Melanie?” Zamiwe asked. “I’m fine thank you,” Melanie answered. “Tell us the long story. Where were you and our daughter?” “At my house, “Melanie responded. “Your house?” “My parents’ house,” she touched her head. “I can give you their number so you call them to confirm.” “No need for that,” Joe cut in. “Didn’t it occur to you that you were supposed to call us and let us know where our daughter was?”

I glared at him several times, but he acted as if nothing had happened. Soon, Melanie appeared, arm-in-arm with our parents. The drama surrounding the Jordans' real and fake heiresses was already an open secret among the elite, but today was the first time the details were made so blatantly clear. Listening to Melanie on stage, alternating between lamenting her hardships and subtly disparaging my biological parents, I could not hold back any longer. She could slander me, but she had no right to insult my parents. I stepped forward, cutting off her performance, "Melanie, can you really say these things without feeling any guilt?"

(MELANIE MARTINEZ POV): I watched with great interest as she moved her body like a delicate flower. The way she swayed with ease and passion amazed me immensely. I couldn't believe it myself. This was what I wanted for myself when I get older. I literally daydreamed of the day hundreds of men would watch me in action as I portray my talent on that stage. But little did I know that my twin sister already had my life planned out for me. Hello, my name is Melanie Martinez and this is my story. The story of my unfortunate life and how I got to meet a powerful demon king, Denver Hale.