Simon Cowell Daughter Novels & Stories

Mel beamed, "Yes, Dad, ever since you put the idea into our minds, it has been on our hearts. Simon and I even dream about it." "Really? Simon? Dream?" he was very surprised. Mel nodded, "Yes, he is so excited about becoming a father. I just hope that it happens very soon so you will get to hold your granddaughter in your arms." Simon's father was moved to tears, "Mel, my daughter, you're such a sweet girl. How can I not love you?" At that point, her phone began to ring, and she said, "Oh, Simon is calling." She answered the call and said, "Hey darling, guess where I am right now?"

They were also ruthless kings in the business world. The only difference was that while Wilson was dubbed "the monk" because of his aloofness, Simon was known as the demon of Weston due to the notoriety of his psychotic personality. "How can Ms. Ivory marry someone like Simon Fuller?" Wilson asked angrily. "What is going on in Mr. Stone's mind? Doesn't he know what Simon is like? How can he allow his own daughter to marry a monster like him?" "It's not Dad's fault," Belinda said with a pout. "Ivy's the one who insisted on marrying Simon because she coveted the Fuller family's power. Dad couldn't stop her at all."

Her brows drawn together, August tilted her head, "Who is that then?" Isabella sneered, "Eileen Walsh." August gasped, "she's Simon's Illegitimate daughter. She's the daughter who Is only one year younger than me. Which had me thinking and I suppose that the year my mother became pregnant, he was with that whore of a lover of his, Victoria." her heart broke for her mother just thinking about it. She shook her head as she continued, "my mother was pregnant with me, and he was with that woman. For ten years he cheated and lied, while my mother broke her back on the company. I'm sure they must have laughed when I lost my mother. August, How can someone be so Vile and terrible?"

I was silent for a moment and then I said, “Maybe it’s time I start seeing someone for Dacre. I need him to see that there are beautiful women out there.” ”My daughter,” she smiled. “She’s visiting from out of the country. Only for a few weeks.” I stared at her blankly. “what are you saying?” “That she should help you get rid of that wench.” “You serious?” “She’s very good at… pushing away people.” I squinted. “What do you mean?” Simone smiled wide. “Her name is Renee. You act like you don’t know my only daughter.” “I haven’t seen her since she was little.”

“Sawyer…” I called after her. I went to follow but Dimitri stopped me. “What is she talking about, Sylas?” he demanded to know. “Who is this Simon she is accusing me of ruining?” He lifted the file. “What is all this about?” “That’s what you’re worried about?” Cassandra exclaimed. “He’s fucking our daughter.” “She’s not his damn daughter,” I burst out. “He barely even knows her. The fact that he doesn’t even know who Simon is to her proves that. Stop trying to force relationships that don’t exist and that she doesn’t want.”

My fingers tighten around it, and my breath catches unexpectedly. Her laugh used to echo in my head. ​ Her eyes used to follow me everywhere. . Her belief in me used to be dangerously pure. Could Naomi be her? Is that why her voice trembled when she said my name? ​Is that why her gaze flicked away the moment our eyes met? The thought forms and dissolves a dozen times in my mind, making me restless. I sit down, staring at her daughter’s chart on my laptop. ​ Sophie Wells. Age six.

Narrator" "Are you sure that no one in our clan knows about the daughter of the witch?" "yes father, I'm sure about it," "Then, if it's not us, does that mean that the other clan already knew about the witch?" Simon was just standing there while his father was looking at him intently. "What are we going to do father? she cannot be pregnant for now, not until she turns eighteen right?" "That's why I told you to do all your best just to be closer with the two girls right!"

“Bethany, is she the daughter they adopted later on?” “Yes.” I nodded. “Simone dotes on her very much, like she was her biological daughter.” Yasmin frowned slightly. “Isn’t she about two years younger than you?” “How did you know?” Hearing my response, Yasmin’s brows curved in a sympathetic manner as she explained, “It’s highly likely that Ben is raising the daughter of Simone’s former lover.” “What?“ Caught off guard, I was stunned. “What do you mean? Bethany is the daughter of Simone’s former lover?”

Simon didn't want to make a mistake by concluding just yet. "Yes, all your thoughts are right. How is my daughter doing?" She asked. Simon didn't know what to say and how had she known what he was thinking. "She is doing great Mrs__Mam__," Simon didn't just know what to call her. He thought that Sabrina said she had no parents? "You can call me Sonia," she said with a small chuckle. Simon tried to say something but she instantly cut him short. "I know that you have a lot to ask but you have to eat first before you throw all of them at me." She said, making him nod.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest. “Dad, don't do that! I will be guilty!” I took his hand, “I used to hate you so much, but now I don't hate you anymore. Don't worry, I don't remember those things! Today is your happy day! Don't bring up sad stories!" I smile. "Oh, my daughter-in-law!" I turned around, it was Simon's mother. “I heard Simon say you're pregnant! Really?" My face looks fake.