Novel & Cerita Mom Pov Darla

Kayla explained, further fueling Cruzita's frustration. As she sorted through her chosen items, Wally grabbed a wristwatch and eagerly showed it to her mother. "Mom, please, can we get this for me?" "That's ten thousand dollars, and I don't have that kind of money. Kayla doesn't either," Cruzita replied in a low tone. "Think of something, Mom," Wally urged. "Are you two broke now?" Karina shot a condescending glance from Cruzita to Wally, causing them to lower their eyes in shame. She chuckled, enjoying every bit of the moment.

The moment Lillian saw that, her usual cold demeanor cracked, replaced by jealousy and madness. She rushed over and raised her hand to slap Vivienne. "You shameless homewrecker, you stole my husband and daughter!" I was just about to intervene when Rosie beat me to it. She stepped in front of Vivienne to shield her. "Don't you dare hit my mom, you bad woman!" Lillian froze. It took her a while to process what was happening before she demanded, her lips trembling, "You're actually protecting her? Have you forgotten that I'm your real mother?"

" * After Dad was sentenced, Mom sent a paternity test report back to our hometown. She gave it directly to Grandma. That same day, she took me back there as well. When we arrived, we were greeted by the sight of Grandma and Denise viciously fighting each other. Mom let out a scoff, tears of bitter amusement slipping down her face. "She spent her whole life treasuring the daughter of a mistress," she muttered. "It's about time she knew what that feels like." With that, Mom pulled out her phone, removed the SIM card, and tossed it into the trash bin. Then she turned to me, her eyes softening into a smile. "Mary, let's go travel the world."

"I heard the shouting. Is it because of Luke? You should be happy. He finally found someone." "Happy?" I looked at her with an arched eyebrow. "Who is that girl, Darla? I don't like strangers sleeping under my roof." "She’s not a stranger, honey," she responded excitedly, settling herself over me. "So Riley seems like a good choice to you?" I asked in a neutral voice. "Tell me, what do you know about her?" "She’s an incredible girl, Richard," Darla nodded excitedly. "I’ve known her since they were children. She’s a young woman from a very good family, although she’s always been very independent."

A gun in her hand. “Where is your father to save you now, Mindy? He doesn’t give a shit about a bastard like you. Let’s face it, that is what you are. A bastard with no claim or title. You are a pawn to him. Same as Daryl was, and look how that ended for him.” Dahlia cackles like a madwoman. Her team steps out of the packhouse and stands on the steps watching what is happening.

"Dad's on my side, but Haley's slipped through the cracks, winning over the shareholders. His hands are tied." "Then we'll bring Grandma into this." Flora's lips curled into a sly smile. "A chat with Haley should keep her in line. We can't let her purge our allies from the company." "Let's go to her, then." Together, they made their way to Grandma DeRoss's room. Madam DeRoss, frail and often bedridden, was basking on the balcony in the gentle sunlight. "Grandma..." Emily's voice broke, tears streaming down her face as Madam DeRoss turned to her.

" From that day on, my mother wasn't Mom anymore. She was Miss Anderson. And I never dared to show any talent for math again. I sat awkwardly at the dinner table, feeling out of place. Mother casually put some salad and cold pasta in front of me. She lovingly peeled shrimp for Bradley. "Our star should eat more," she said. The words "our star" felt like a dull knife slowly piercing my heart. I picked at the vegetables, unable to help envying the mountain of shrimp on Bradley's plate. Maybe I stared too long. Bradley put a piece of shrimp my mother had peeled onto my plate, but my mother quickly moved it back.

That was when I understood. I was already dead. Dad spoke up. “Hey, it’s a big cake. Lucas can’t finish it. I’ll call Chloe to come out and eat with us.” He had barely taken a step when Mom stopped him. “She still thinks she deserves to eat? “If I hadn’t gotten those pills out of Lucas’s mouth in time, who knows what would’ve happened.” I threw myself into her arms, my chest tight with hurt. I’m already here, Mom. Right in front of you.

It felt useless considering I was never going to get her back at this rate. “Um, sir there’s someone here to see you.” My assistant said. “Who is it?” “Darla Valenzuela? She says she has information on Jovie.” “Let her in.” I stated. A blonde woman with a little baby bump walked in with a smile. “Nice office.” “Thanks. Who are you?” “Reno’s ex wife.” “What do you know about Jovie?” “That she’s a tramp and I don’t like her.” Darla stated.