Nessa Barrett Parents Novels & Stories

“I don’t know. I do know it said Power and Glory. I was thinking… Audrina’s mom…or the woman that raised her, do we know what family she was from?” I stroked my chin. “No. I don’t think she had any affiliation with the families. She dated The Fixer a long time ago. I know that. I’ve seen pictures of them together at family events before Audrina was in the picture.” I stared at her. “I can see that there is an idea formulating in your mind. But the motto you saw is a Barretta family motto. What are you thinking?”

“You and Britney?” “Yes!” Barbara said as she gritted her teeth. “My dad even sent someone to the place that Britney rented and caused a huge mess. She’s very hurt by this and refused to come out at all. If this continues, Esme is going to win!” That pitiful woman’s face appeared in her mind. “The people that your father sent said something hurtful, did they?” “No. My dad personally went there and he was the one that said those hurtful things,” Barbara said as she sniffed, and the tears that she was holding back finally rolled down.

If she ruined her reputation, no one would seek her services again. Barrett turned to Zoey. "Please take care of Viola while I go speak to my mom." Zoey looked into Barrett's eyes, where resentment simmered just beneath the surface. She nodded. "Go ahead. Tell her that her grandson is gone." Zoey had no fondness for the Warren family, especially not for Rebecca, whom she deemed a troublemaker. The woman had already caused one daughter-in-law's death and still dared to make a scene. Now, she had managed to lose a grandchild as well.

I can't believe Zoe spread the news. Zoe ate it up, clinging to my side in the hallways like some designer accessory. I barely said two words to her, but that didn’t stop her from posting selfies with captions like “Power couple in the making.” Barbie saw them. I knew she did. I hate Zoe for doing this to me. --- One night, I was sitting in the living room when my mom called. I ignored it. She texted instead. Mom: Zoe’s father wants you to attend the charity gala next weekend. With Zoe. It’s important.

Halloran. The whole room fell silent. Even Barrett's mother gaped at me with wide eyes. She tried to recover from her shock, clearly looking slightly abashed for her earlier remarks. But she soon recovered. She schooled her expression and regained that ever-so-prim expression of entitlement. She quirked a brow. “I find it hard to believe that a girl like you would have any fault to find in my son—” “Enough!” I yelled out. “You know nothing of what your precious son put me through!”

Bari confessed and everything he let out was as real as he said them. Heena still feels maybe Bari was not telling her the truth, he said what she needed to hear at the moment, to make her feel happy. She wondered If she had asked him this same question like a year ago would his response still be this soothing? Heena's social media accounts were filled with people commenting badly about her father, she was surprised to read comments from people that have never spent five minutes of their life with him in person. Avie and Shawn called when they got home and she was nowhere to be found. The news is everywhere in the whole Ordana.

“Albert, I haven’t spoken to my father this week, and yes, Damian is continuing with his plans. You’ll see the full proposal at the next board presentation.” “But some of the budget reallocations are already active,” Albert pressed, following me toward the elevator. “It would be helpful to know if Barrett supports these moves. We’re fielding questions from our backers and, quite frankly, they are starting to ask if there is still an adult in the room.” I turned sharply, jabbing the elevator call button with more force than necessary. “Barrett does what Barrett pleases. If he decides to attend, you’ll know it when he walks through the door. Until then, I suggest you focus on what you can cont

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure we have a front-row seat for the event. I’ll even make sure your family sits close by, too. Will Dotty and her parents be there also? If so, I want to make sure they have seats too.” I look up from my laptop as Barbara walks into the dining room. I move the phone down and away from my mouth while I quickly call across the room. “Barbara, Deanna has been nominated for an award. Do you think your family is going to want to go too? The event will be held in my home city so you will have to fly there.”

None of them. “Hey, you all should be careful with the phone!” Sheba, their nanny, yelled. Aspen knew what a great job she was doing and she was really grateful that she had someone like her. The phone was really rough and she knew Sheba was trying to collect the phone from them. She waited patiently for them and then when the camera was clean, her kids face came into view and Cora moved in fascination of seeing her mother after so many days. “Mommy.” Cathy said.

Timothy was indeed the CEO of Barrett Group. He had glimpsed him once from afar during a brief encounter in a certain business circle. After all, elite families like the Barretts were well out of Noah's social sphere. Just then, Noah's legs momentarily weakened, nearly causing him to lose his balance. With a hesitant stutter, he turned to Mia and asked, "I-I-Is she Mr. Barrett's former wife?" Timothy's gaze turned cold as he responded to Noah, "My ex-wife is not someone you need to concern yourself with."