Name Lauren London Father Novels & Stories

He smiled quietly, “Even if you hate me, you shouldn't hate the company your mother had worked hard on, right? You inherited your mother’s talent in design, so why wouldn't you continue to grow it just like your mother?” Lauren sat there shocked. She looked at the man standing in front of her and almost cussed out loud. She knew her father was shameless but she didn't know there wasn't any limit to his shamelessness. She curled her lips and relaxed on the chair, and her attitude made master Sterling a bit confused. He looked at her and suddenly had a bad feeling.

I am 100% devoted to her and falling in love with her just from her looks, scent, and name. I listen as Lauren looks her up online and begins to tell him random facts. She’s an only child to Walter Sinclair and has a stepmom named Lilith. Her father was an actor and she’s been dabbling in the acting scene as well, she goes to a lot of charity organizations, but seems to have a really big soft spot for autism awareness. There’s a lot of articles of the media speculating on who the father of her child could be, but no one seemed to know for certain.

She does not have manners for anyone else. "Uncle Gregor is looking for you." She suddenly spoke up, ignoring Marcus's statement. "I said leave now, Lauren." "Also, Daddy wants to discuss something with you." My heart pounded in an instant. As far as I know, Lauren's father is one of the partners of Walton Group in the Italy branch. I saw Marcus's eyes and took a glimpse of me but as soon he saw I'm staring at him, confused and worried about his situation, he abruptly avoided my eyes causing me to frown at his weird gesture.

“And I know you want her back.” My eyes flickered up to meet hers. A slow smirk spread across her lips. “I’m here to help you.” I frowned. “Help me, how?” Her eyes gleamed with something I couldn’t read. “I recently found out something about Lauren.” She paused, clearly enjoying the moment. “Her daughter, Cara,” she continued, lowering her voice, “isn’t my brother’s child.” My eyes widened, my breath hitching. “What?” I muttered. She leaned back. “Cara’s father isn’t Jerald.”

“Wake up, Laird. That man is the one who made your mother leave you, us. He's a homewrecker.” I remained silent with one hand over my mouth. My breath, which had been ragged, was now calm. My father was still talking at length about his feelings, his emotions, and various other nonsense about how he wanted to see me succeed with a partner of equal status and economic standing as ours. “Laird? Are you still there?” My father finally realized I was no longer answering him. “Yes.” “Then it's settled. You'll go to London tomorrow.” “No. I'll quit.”

Well, not quite, I don't know. It's the same picture in his living room, but instead of him and his mother only, there's a man in this one. And I'm betting he's Zayne's father. I frown. Did he edit his father out so he could put it in his house? It seems like a strange thing to do, but maybe having a bad father would make you do it. I save this picture too and search about his mother, only for my jaw to drop. Noemi Laurier, descendant of the Laurier family? It's hard to believe that Zayne's mother is connected to one of the most famous and influential families in the world.

I answered him because I did not want to come off as rude and because Lauren looked constipated ever since I walked in. "So Lucas, what do you do for a living?" My father asked. I looked at him as he responded, placing my hand over his. "Well sir I'm currently the regional managing director of my mother's fashion outlet, House of Valiente based in New York." "Interesting. I've gotten quite a few magnificent pieces from there." Lauren finally spoke up. My father nodded, "That's good. How long have you known my daughter?" "A couple of years. She became my woman a few months ago." Lucas grinned, staring at me and I returned it, holding on tighter to his hand.

C and I knew all the existing Clans so I tried to think of what any of them might want. The Lusting Fangs Clan was out of the question as we had no trouble with them because of Silas, Lauren's father. After she found out I was a Werewolf, she told me about her father. He was the General of the Lusting Fangs and he had an affair with a Werewolf who have birth to Lauren. For some reason, instead of being a Vampire or Werewolf, or even an Hybrid, Lauren was mundane. She was human. I slowed down the car as we got to the entrance of the Red Cedar Estate.

Lauren laughed maniacally as she turned and left the room. After she had left, Cedric’s eyes darkened. He recalled something that his grandfather had told him when they were at Beverly Manor. “It’s true that you’re not Rita’s son, but I don’t know who your mother is. You were brought here by your father on a rainy night. “He told me that you’re his son but refused to say anything more when I asked about your mother. That was also the first time I’ve witnessed your father cry. When he brought you back, he also gave me a locket.

I already speak with Lauren, and I couldn't believe that she will do this to Megan again. I know one of the sponsors of the scholarship in our Academy is Lauren's parents, and of course, my parents too, and many more from our society. And I can tell that is also one of the reasons why she doesn't want to date me because I am Gregory Pritzgold's son. And it is known to everyone that my family owned the most prominent international shipping company in the entire country. And I want Megan to understand that I am not the owner of that company because it was my dad's company. I know deep inside my heart I know what I wanted ever since I was younger. I desire to become a professional football play