My Father Goes To Court Plot Novels & Stories

“Basta po nagpapasalamat ako sa inyo dahil pamilya ang turing ninyo sa akin. Mula noong naging kasama ako ni Daddy Edward sa mga lakad ninyo noon naging mabuti kayo parati sa akin. Pagbubutihan ko po ang lahat para lalong umangat ang company dahil isa rin po kayo sa shareholder nito na nagtitiwala sa kakayahan ko.” “No problem with it, I will be at your back. Wait for the document copy. I will finish this one then we can have dinner together.” sabi nito at tumayo na patungo sa table nito. “Atty. Moran, I wanted to open the case of my father and Mom Cecilia”. Sabi niya rito na ikinagulat nito. Lumingon ito sa kinauupuan niya at saka nagsalita: “I thought you already had let go of it. Did you

Naging malamig na ang boses ni Daddy. Tears falling, inangat ko ang paningin sa kanya. Inilahad niya ang mga papeles at dukomento sa akin. It took a minute for me to grab the papers. My father smirked in triumph. I wiped away my tears and looked at the documents on my hand. Slowly, I walked towards his table. Nilingon ko siya. His jaw clenched when I put back the papers on the table. "I'm not that dumb to commit the same mistake again. Ayaw ko na. Hindi ako magiging sunod-sunuran sayo. You gambled our money, be responsible to take it back. Don't use other people for your greediness."

“Your father is helping a person that I know will damage his reputation.” Narinig ko ang mahinang tawa ni Gabriel. “Mom, just trust Dad. He knows what he’s doing.” “Pero anak—” “And from looking at his determination,” putol niya, “I think he’s gonna win this case.” Napapikit ako. “Anak, scammer iyon.” Hindi ko na napigilan ang desperasyon sa aking tinig. “It’s not proven yet, Mom. Kaya maghintay muna tayo.”

"Tumawag ang bangko sa akin kanina. May winithdraw na malaking halaga mula sa checking account na binigay ni Dad sa'yo. One hundred fifty thousand pesos. Encashed at 8:00 AM sharp sa St. Luke's branch." Namutla si Amara. Alam niya. "Ngayon sabihin mo sa akin," dugtong ni Xerxes, ang mga mata ay nag-aapoy. "Saan napunta ang pera ng tatay ko? Isang daan at limampung libo sa isang umaga? Ang mahal naman yata ng booking f*e ng lalaki mo? O baka naman binabayaran mo ang utang niya? Sinong sinusustentuhan mo, Amara?!"

GABBIE TORRES “WHAT! You want me to live in the province. Again?!” My eyebrows were raised when I heard my dad say that I needed to stay in the province because he had received a death threat. Again. He is a judge, and nothing's new with his kind of job. It's normal for us. But right now, I can't agree with his decision because Mateo is coming to the Philippines this week. “Dad, no! I can't agree with you this time.” I told him as I started to leave his office.

“Glad to hear that, and my request is to kill him.” “I leave that to you, if that’s what you want, my queen,” he responded, fixing his necktie. “Your father should be in jail; he doesn’t deserve to be a father,” Ronald commented, his voice thick with hatred. I saw his knuckles whiten as he clenched his fist. I knew, even before our previous meeting, my father had done something to earn Ronald’s lasting resentment. He’d caused us countless troubles to get what he wanted. I know we shouldn’t take matters into our own hands, but we have no choice. The law would also punish us, especially for dissolving the body of that old, filthy man.

Felicity knew he had feelings for her, but their social statuses were worlds apart, and he never expressed them. If Felicity remembers correctly, his father passed away this season from a brain hemorrhage. Because they didn't have a car, he couldn't be taken to the hospital in time and couldn't be saved. Felicity hopes the driver can save his father this time. She had just finished eating when her father called. He chatted with her for a while, bago may naalalang itanong. “Nasabihan mo na ba si Jago tungkol sa pagpunta niya rito para sa hapunan? O nakalimutan mong sabihin iyon sa kanya?”

Hindi naman aabot si Benida sa ganitong sitwasyon at punto kung ganun lang siya mapapatigil. " I choose not to go to the hospital, Son. I know that I'm not a good father nor, a simple father man lang. Kahit minsan hindi ko nagampanan 'yun sa buhay mo Rex. I'm sorry Son. Matanda na ako hindi ko alam kung mapupunan ko pa ang libo-libong kakulangan at kasalanan ko sa inyo ng Mom mo. But I will try my best to do it, hayaan niyo lang ako. Hindi naman kailangan na patawarin niyo ako o maging mabuti kayo sa akin. Just let me do my responsibility though it's been three decades late. Let me please.And don't think that I'm doing it just to save myself from hell I'm doing it because I want it. I-i want

" it's not my dad's doings kuya!! How can you be that short minded huh!?? Your dad and your mom got separated because of .. ...." No!!! it's because your father took away everything!! he let us live like beggars.. That's the reason why mom left us... that day,, I promise that I will get everything that supposed to be ours before and I will let you live like beggars too.. ..." Kuya why? Are you that heartless? Dad is sick please don't be like this.. I'm begging you... my father said while pleading to him. ... The man didn't utter any words but give my father a paper and then he walk outside without looking back while my father is calling him with tears in his eyes..

Driver: Ramon Cruz My father. My heart dropped. “You said no one knew,” I whispered. “They didn’t.” She looked at me calmly. “Until someone decides to talk.” My stomach twisted. “You’re threatening me.” “I’m protecting my son.” My chest rose and fell rapidly. “If Adrian continues investigating,” she said quietly, “your father will go to prison.” The words echoed inside my head. Prison. Papa. My grip on the paper tightened. “Unless…” she added. Slowly, I looked up. “Unless what?”