Not My Daughter Movie Novels & Stories

up,then alighted from the car,walked inside the compound and opened the gate and drove in my cars,the compound so quiet,l admired it as a walked slowly to the sitting room,a fair woman with a long black curl hair wearing a short gown which shows off her laps sitted on the golden chair watching the Television,she looked at me looking confuse please who are you miss,she asked looking at me,her eyes searching for answers,imagine a stranger asking me who am l in my fathers house,l felt like throwing the pain am feeling currently at her but l controled myself, please where is my father,l asked frowning my face your father,is Mr. Grant your father,wait a minute are you naomi Grant he's been talki

They weren't in a cage, though. I already knew why. Just like I know I had no chance of escaping from here... My vision became blurry, my tears began to flow, and my entire frail body trembled... What had I done to get to this point? How could something like this happen to me? Even though I knew the answers, these were the only questions I could ask myself. Nothing. I had done nothing. My only sin is that I am the daughter of my father. Let's say the daughter of California Mayor Montgomery Addams...

Something bad is definitely going on here. “What about my daughter Keira?” I should be asking about Mason and Lily, that is my mission. But I’m her father, there’s no way I’m not going to ask about her. But the reaction on the guards face tells me they don’t know. “Tell me.” I growl, I’m ready to attack at any minute. “She’s not here.” One guard says. “Dalton!” The other guard scolds him. “He has a right to know. What if something happened to your own.” Dalton says.

I held his gaze once more, completely unaware of why he was looking at me like that all of a sudden. “Fay… As in Colby Fay? Are you… Are you his daughter?” Mason barked out a laugh, so loud I flinched. “Look at that, Milo.” He turned to look at his brother, patting him on the shoulder. “She’s the White Fox’s daughter. So, the rumors were true, eh? Feck, your old man did sell you out.” I clenched my fists by my side, not wanting them to know they had hit a sensitive spot. If this were any other moment in the past, I would have snapped at them immediately. But now that Archie and I were on good terms, it didn’t bother me anymore.

Not long after, I got a reply. Just then, my phone rang again. It was my mother, Stacey Irvin. Her loud voice came through the phone immediately. "Wynter, I saw Jason at the hospital with some woman, all over each other! Your mother-in-law even brought her food! You need to come here, and I'll set things straight for you!" As soon as my mother hung up, Jason's call came through, his tone anxious. "Stacey must've misunderstood. Don't mind what she said. Just... don't take it to heart."

My father is Horatio Finn. He is one of the most important businessmen in the world today, he's an important CEO and I am his only daughter. Everyone is after him, although they always respect his privacy since the accident with my mother. She died in a car accident when I was 7 years old. All 3 of us were there, so my father and I, surviving, had to go to a lot of therapies and support each other all this time, for that reason, we are so close. He is my best friend.

"But Father, you forgot something." Nelson frowned, his eyes flashing a warning. I pressed the small remote in my hand, and the giant screen behind us abruptly changed. The sentimental music cut off mid note, replaced by rough audio and grainy video. Nelson's cold voice rang out, clear as day, recorded on the day of the kidnapping. "I'll keep the money for charity and image laundering. What's one dead daughter? Saves me from having to split the inheritance if she came back, and it even helps build my public persona."

It was evident that this woman was not Christina. Mya took a step forward and asked with a smile, “Are you Shirley, Christina’s daughter? We’re here to see your mother. Is she home?” With narrowed eyebrows, Shirley shook her head. “I don’t recognize you. Why are you looking for my mother?” Mya was just about to explain when Adrian stepped in and said, “We’re from the Battle Warrior Department. We’d like to see your mother about Kayn Cross. He’s your father, isn’t he?”

He said and I found myself smiling shyly. "Who?" I asked feigning ignorance. "Oh please don't do that with your old man." He said and I chuckled. "You heard about her already?" "Oh well it's all over the internet, one personally uploaded by you. She's really beautiful but I can't help thinking she looks familiar, like someone I know." I smiled. He mustn't have done any research on her, that's why he's clueless. But familiar? Someone he knows? "She's very popular Dad you should know her. She's the daughter of Timothy and Elizabeth Scott." I explained.

"Your whores are the bitches, Dapo! You won't leave this house with my daughter's money!" "Oh, yeah?!" he spat in derision as he stood to stare at her hatefully. "I can't have you, that's a fact!" He raised his voice as he hollered at her, "but this is my daughter's money and no Jupiter can take it from me, Ame! You'll only get hurt if you try to stop me!"