Simon Cowell Daughter Novels & Stories

She chased after him, and the two of them soon entered the house. Once inside, Simon's wife Marie immediately sensed that Simon was in a bad mood. "What's wrong, Simon?" Simon looked at Queenie, and said to Marie, "What's wrong, you ask? Why don't you let our daughter answer that! She drove home a car that's worth tens of thousands, and she insists that she's no sugar baby! Look at her clothes! They're not cheap! They probably cost hundreds of dollars too! Can't you see the makeup on her face and the way she ties her hair? She was never like this before, wasn't she?"

You have a nice place here, the kind that you and your daughter ever wanted”, Shawn fumed “ Look Shawn, I know you're mad at me and you’ve not gotten over Sophia yet but you can have her cousin, Joana. I mean, she likes you a lot too” Simon retorts, making excuses. “ Oh, Uncle Simon, please leave Joana outta this. You know I will never date Joana. But what did you do huh? You sold the one I love cheaply for money and ruined my happiness to tiny shards” Shawn fires Simon.

When he looked at me, his eyes were filled with the gratitude of a complete stranger. He was about to say something else when Willow's hospital bed was wheeled out from behind me. She called out feebly, "Simon..." She lay on the bed, looking extremely weak. Simon immediately shoved past me and hurried to her side. Willow stroked the baby with one hand while holding Simon's hand with the other. Even her voice carried a tenderness I had never once heard from her. She said, "Simon, our daughter looks so much like you. When she grows up, she'll definitely be as good-looking as you."

she said and stood up to check if anyone was coming and continued "Why do you want to spoil my plans for you? You think telling him the truth would make a big difference in this relationship? Do you?" I kept silent and nodded "Madison,you need to stop being childish and think about your future. Telling him now will only spoil your image and our good name. Once the paparazzi get to know about this, it will be everywhere. Your story will be in every cover page in the magazine. Evans wouldn't think twice about it and go and marry that girl.. What's her name?" "Alex?" "Yeah. My daughter, please be very careful about what you do" "But what if he finds out? What then?"

Coming off the runway, I race into the dressing room to change. Sandy, a fellow model follows me in; “Leona; are you coming to the afterparty? I’m told the president of Peterson Properties son will be there. He is so cute.” ‘He is also a narcissistic fuckwit. Like father; like son’ Simone mentions in her mind. “I can’t Sandy. I’m heading straight to the countryside tonight to visit my dad. I’ve been so busy with photo shoots in Milan and Paris; I haven’t been to see him. That’s why I’ve taken the next two months off” Simone informs her, taking off her high heels and slipping on a pair of jeans before letting the dress she was wearing fall off her. ‘If all goes to plan; I will be busy getting

she replied softly, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. “And the mark under your arm,” Margaret pressed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, “is it from birth?” Anna nodded, confusion clouding her features. “Yes… it’s always been there.” Margaret’s breath caught in her throat. Without another word, she climbed onto the stage and pulled Anna into a fierce embrace, her tears finally spilling over. “You’re my granddaughter,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You’re the child I lost all those years ago.”

he asked, impressed. "Maybe," I replied bluntly. I knew that people who recognized me as my father's daughter were often more interested in my social status than me as a person. "My father is George Samuels, the owner of MAXCO." I felt a shiver run down my spine at the mention of that wretched company. Who would have thought that the son of the man trying to defraud my father was standing right in front of me? I smiled politely at Christopher, and he returned it with more enthusiasm. Why did hearing his father's name make me nauseous while he made me feel nervous with just a look from his blue eyes?

She laughed once again, and Simon shook his head before walking away. As Simon drove back to the hotel, he began to get calls from so many people. "Hello," He said, pressing the phone against his ear as he drove. “I know you like to show just how much power you have and nobody is disputing that fact with you. Simon Beaumont, I have never begged you for anything in your life, but this one time, I’m going to beg you for something. Please, release my daughter, and my family and I will leave you alone. We will walk away from all of this, and you’ll never hear from us again.” Paula’s father, Phillip begged, and Simon was shocked. He never thought he’d see the day that Phillip Mortimer would beg h