Novel & Cerita Name Lauren London Father

I introduced my father to Ian, he eyed him carefully, “Nice truck you have there Ian. What is it you do to afford a truck like that?” Ian laughed, I can tell by the way he looked at me he was expecting me to be dating some shady guy, like I was climbing the food chain. I dated the drug dealer, the best friend so was this guy the distributer? I began to laugh thinking about it, he’s the exact opposite. “I am a detective at Lansing PD, that’s how I met your daughter sir.” My father’s eyes lit right up as he reached over and shook his hand, “I was not expecting that at all, it’s nice to meet you Ian. Please guys come in.”

Lauren exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief, "The kids are so spoiled, but I guess I can handle them little by little." Fraulein made a noise of sympathy, understanding the difficulties of dealing with unruly children. "It's tough," she said. "But you're doing a great job, Lauren. Keep the good work." Lauren smiled at her sister's words, feeling a sense of warmth spread through her. She knew that Fraulein always had her back, even when things got tough. "But the thing is," Lauren continued, "their father Damien is so cold. He never checks on his kids, and he just lets them be guided by the maids. It's like he doesn't care at all."

She smiled slightly as the call connected. “Dad.” A familiar deep voice came through immediately. “Vanessa.” She leaned back. “You sound busy.” A soft chuckle came from the other end. “I’m always busy. That is what comes with being one of the strongest shareholders in Maison Laurent.” Vanessa smiled. “Of course.” Her father continued, tone confident, almost proud. “You know your position in all of this.” Vanessa didn’t respond immediately. He went on anyway. “Mr. Laurent and I go way back. Long before you were even born.”

“I need some family background information about Lauren Petrov and Aria Averin as fast as you can and mail me. Got it?” “Yes sir.” Then I cut off the call. After some minutes a mail came in my phone. It is about Lauren and Aria. Their family background looks okay and looks like they are good too. And anyway Lauren is the daughter of Petrov family . Her father owns the Petrov corporation . It will be good for our corporation too if we will be able to make a deal.

Were it not for Gordon Sutton serving as the city mayor, the Lachlan family might well be recognized as the top family. Kiran had just caused a scene, hitting someone and smashing a signboard! Was he trying to stir up a hornet's nest? How could they possibly help Ruby Lachlan now? "Who did this?" A muffled, icy voice came from inside, and a slender, pale man with a gloomy face stepped out. "That's Matthew Lachlan, Ruby Lachlan's father," Ester hurriedly whispered to Kiran. Kiran's gaze swept over Matthew Lachlan.

Luke said as he pointed at me. "Luke.. I'm not an ordinary guy. I'm a part of your team too.. and his son." I said as I pointed at my dad and him. "But still.. if you want my daughter-" "Thankyou Nicholas for welcoming me to the family." Lauren said cutting her own dad. She made her own dad miserable.

"Why did he call? Was it serious?" "Lauren is not his daughter". I blurted out. "What?". Liam sat up straight. "What the hell did you just say?". "Well my Dad is not sure about that yet but there's a probability that Lauren is not his daughter and that she's not my sister". "But how?". "Remember when I said that she needs a blood donor? That my Dad called to ask me to help donate to her?". "Yeah. I remember. But what has that got to do with this?". He asked furrowing his eye-brows.

she exclaimed. “Alright. Let’s try Mr. Bennett,” Sierra said and started looking for people with the last name ‘Bennett’. Her eyes widened when she saw the search result. The first one to appear was the man she was looking for. “Mason Bennett,” she read the name. “CEO of Bennett Groups of Companies, Mason Bennett remained single at 30— wait! He’s single?” Sierra rubbed her eyes to check the article about the man called Mason Bennett. She also blinked several times to make sure she was looking at the man who resembled London. “Holly Shit! They really look alike,” she commented. “London is his mini-version!” “Let’s see. If this person is going to come here tomorrow, I need to know more about h

“The news also said you were married to Ethan Black, so I thought he was the father. But I guess I was wrong for assuming.” Lauren nodded, and her expression shifted immediately, that familiar anger flashing in her eyes like someone turned on a switch. “Well, Roman is the father. And honestly, it’s normal to think that way after what that scum did.” She said “scum” with so much bitterness it felt like she was chewing the word before spitting it out. There was obviously deep history there, way deeper than what I expected. “Since everyone is ready,” Roman said, standing upright, “why don’t we introduce you to the whole family?”

“And Ivy?” “Yeah?” “Behave yourself. This isn’t just anybody.” I laughed softly. “Who is he? A prince?” My father snorted. “Bigger. The man’s one of the most famous actors in the country.” I sat upright immediately. Patrick Laurent. The Patrick Laurent. Oscar-winning actor. Magazine covers. Interviews everywhere. Older than me by at least fifteen years. Wealthy. Untouchable. Beautiful in that cold intimidating way famous men sometimes were. “Oh my God.”