Nate Jacobs Dad Novels & Stories

Ethan said coldly. “Well, I don’t think we’ve met officially. My name is Nathaniel Jacobs. I’m Zoe’s father’s friend and her ex-husband” He laughed. Finding it amusing. Ethan looked at the guy and he looked younger than he claimed to be. He didn’t look past forty years.

He hesitates to finish his sentence. “He’s not involved, Nate. No way. He was devastated by her death. He’s a business man, maybe a bit crooked lately, but he doesn’t know anything about this.” I shudder at the thought of dad playing games with the Accord. It wouldn’t end well if he was involved. “Poke around a bit. Quietly. Ask him, please.” He looks at me lovingly, knowing that I won’t tell him no. I nod at him and wonder how I should go about Nathaniel’s request. It wasn’t something I ever considered and now my stomach turn at the chance of my father’s involvement.

Jake says flashing his bright smile, at nadir, Tabitha take turn rolling her eyes this time wondering what he must have said to xyla but one thing is for sure he must have made a fool of himself, "I need to check on my mum she's been Ill lately" nadir says turning away from the duo, "I'll come with you" Tabitha joins in, "Your mum is I'll?How come no one told me about this?" Jake adds, "I'm sorry Jake, a lot happened I haven't fully briefed Tabitha either just mentioned a thing or two but in short my father died about two weeks ago"

Nodding, I waited for Nathan to start talking, dismissing Nolan’s comment. “My mom believes strongly that her friend's daughter is my mate and she is crazy because trust me she is not,” he complained. “Is it someone I would know?” Side-eyeing his brother Nathan huffed, “Stacy Jacobs.” Covering my giggles I shook my head. “Is your mom an idiot? Stacey Jacobs was once Stanley Jacobs I doubt any child would be conceived in your union,” I proclaimed through giggles. “Exactly why we have to return and face her. She is not right in the head,” he growled firmly.

"So, you cheated, Mike. It seems the only way for me to salvage some reputation for Ferguson Group is to turn you in myself." Panic flooded through me. Being accepted into a good university had been Dad's final wish while he was still alive. "You can't do that!" I shouted. "I'm your mother. I can do whatever I want," she said, fixing me with a cold stare. "If you don't want me to do it, then tell me where your father is." My throat felt parched and scorched. "I've already told you. Dad is in this river. That's why I've been searching for it every single day."

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a

Dad walked out. Vanessa's parents erupted in curses behind him. His own parents had never liked the Bennetts. They called the housekeeper over and had them thrown out. Dad wanted everyone who'd hurt Mom to pay for it. That was his revenge. But it was only the beginning. He had made a vow in front of her grave. Every person who had hurt her would answer for it, every single one. And so the years passed. I grew up and took over the Carter Group. But Dad was never the same man again.

"Mr. Carter, Edith is missing. I can't reach her no matter what I try. Could you please help me look for her?" "Don't play the same trick twice," Dad said, forcing his temper down, though his tone was cold. "Beatrice, for your father's sake, I won't hold this against you. But you'd better stop being friends with someone like Edith. And don't contact me about anything involving her." He hung up while she was still speaking, refusing to listen, just as he had always refused to listen to me. I drifted in front of him, staring at the expression of pure disgust on his face. How could he hate me so much?

Ethan Knight sat further down the table, his heart skipping a beat at the words. He thought of the red marks on Lisa's neck last night, tangled up with those lewd whispers in his head—a thorn digging into his chest. Funny timing, for the beads to break like that. Could the man Lisa was wrapped around last night be his father? The question tumbled out before he could stop it. "Dad. Did you stay at the Nebula Hotel last night?" Alexander's gaze cut to him, cold and imposing, sending a shiver down Ethan's spine.

Corporate acquisitions meant nothing to me at age fourteen, but my father worked in business. And so, because I was desperate to make my best friend feel better, I mentioned it casually to my dad at dinner. I thought maybe he’d explain it and tell me what it meant. Instead, Dad just kept asking a lot of questions about Jake’s dad, and the exact things Jake told me. At the time I thought nothing of it, but weeks later everything exploded. Jake’s father was subjected to never-ending investigations, his face plastered on news reports, and he was later arrested and charged with leaking insider information.