Novel & Cerita Selena Quintanilla Y Su Hija

’ Selena's thoughts raced. Two years ago, when Luis moved to his mansion, Selena's dad, Jose, one of the butlers at Luis' grandparents' mansion, was assigned to Luis’ mansion. Jose had a daughter who had been living with her mom in the countryside. But a week after he moved into Luis’ mansion, he heard his daughter's mom had passed away. He told Luis and brought his daughter to live in the house.

Or why her mother refused to even cook a warm meal for her, even though she said that she loved her? When Selena was brought out, the blanket slid down a bit from her face, and someone recognized her. “It really is Selena! Isn’t she the admin of Moms Unite? She even posted this morning in the group to tell the members that they had to stick to their principles at all times. So, her principle is to sleep with her husband’s childhood friend?” Cameras flashed. Selena screamed, “Don’t take any photos of me!” Howard begged me, “Philip, tell them not to take any photos…”

he replied in his little voice that seemed to melt my heart. Selena suddenly grabbed my hand, forcing me to stare at her. “We’re going now,” she groaned and I nodded. She was going to leave anyways and I knew there was nothing I could do to make her stay. A thought crept up my mind and I let out a sly smirk. “Give me a kiss before you go,” “Pedro,” Selena slapped a palm to her mouth, eyes widened in horror. “You have to stop being clingy with me. My son is fucking watching.” she whined and I chuckled. Wanted to mess up with her a bit more.

From my knowledge they never had any children or Atlest that was what I had gathered from Jordan this past few days. "I lost Esti too you know she was my child too, we both had to cope differently" Selena continued in tears. Esti? They had a daughter before. I almost shouted in shock. Why had he never mentioned that he had a child before. I wondered, hurt. "you mean by sending me divorce papers one week after her burial? Is that how you were coping? I thought we were in this together but you shut me out completely Selena" for the first time i felt Jordan's voice tremble with pain. I almost felt guilty for eavesdropping on such a personal conversation. I was about to go back to my room when,

Austin smiled in her direction but she ignored him and he opened his mouth to say something else when a couple walk in our direction. For the first time this evening, Celine's face lit up with a smile "Selena, Adrian" she untangled her arms from mine and approach the couple given them both a big hug. I recognize the lady as Selena Salvador. Lucas lost love and the long missing daughter of the all so famous Salvador family.

Smiling reassuringly, I continued, “She had to leave to give birth in a place free from the rumors swirling at that time.” Selena subtly gave me a thumbs up, approving my improvisation. “I can’t believe this. And you kept this from us?” my mother exclaimed. “We wanted to protect the children from any potential harm,” I explained. “Where are they now? When can I meet my grandchildren?” she pressed eagerly. “They’re in New York,” Nancy interjected, bringing the conversation back to Selena’s wealth. “And Selena is a millionaire. Her father was one, and now she’s taken over from him.”

Now two of my most important women are in danger. Selena is not an ordinary person... She is actually the daughter of the American mafia. Arnold's only sister.. I loved her more than anything. We have been in a relationship for 10 years now. When I told her about Mirabella and how the head maid betrayed her, she volunteered to look after her. She said that this way we could spend time together as well, so I agreed. Everyone knew her in my family, so it wasn't a big problem for her to blend in.. My hands shook slightly as I drove.. Ezaikel is near as well...

I said, purposefully calling her the wrong name as subtle payback for earlier, but she didn't seem to notice. Or maybe she did. "Oh! That's who you look like!" she exclaimed loudly. I jumped back at her shrieking. "I'd been trying to figure it out from the moment I saw you." "Who?" I asked reticently. "Selena Quintanilla! My mother loved her music so much. The poor girl. Wasn't it tragic what happened to her?" Celeste looked up to the sky, and she shook her head. I wish she would look down since she was dragging me down a flight of stairs at the back of the store.

Selena In the days that followed, I focused on my recovery, eager to regain my strength and be there for Heaven in every way possible. Selena and I had agreed to set aside the revelation about the forged divorce papers, choosing instead to prioritize our daughter's well-being and the delicate bond we were beginning to rebuild. Though unspoken, the tension lingered between us, an undercurrent of unfinished conversations and unresolved emotions. Yet, as we shared the burden of waiting for a suitable heart donor for Heaven, a shared purpose emerged, binding us together in a different way.

“Father, just let it go. Miss Quintina is a daughter of the queen’s family; we can’t afford to offend her. This time, I unintentionally angered her, but I’ll be more careful in the future. Please don’t let this trouble you anymore.” Miranda smiled faintly and spoke gently, “Father, since Selena has suffered such an injustice, shouldn’t you find out what really happened? If rumors damaging her reputation spread, wouldn’t that be an even greater loss?” Lord Croyso nodded. “Miranda is right. Selena, what did you do to make Miss Quintina so furious?”