Simone Leigh Daughter Novels & Stories

His huge hawk-like nose and beady eyes saw to that. When Leah started to clear her throat, Theodore’s head snapped up and landed on her. He gave her a slight smile before addressing her father. “Sir, you have a beautiful daughter.” Her father nodded, but said nothing, giving Leah a pointed look as if to say, “You better not mess this up!” Leah rolled her eyes at her father, then pasted on a fake smile for their guest. “Thank you for the compliment. I’m Leah. And you must be from the Blackwell clan?”

“Donna Leigh couldn’t have children after Leigh Anne. They found a surrogate that looked like her. Don’t say anything, I don't think they ever wanted you to know.” “I’m scared she’s going to get lost for good. That’s what dad called it. She would lose herself.” “So am I.” He admitted. “No matter what, Stripes, we’re always here for you.” A week later, with the two teens asleep in the twin bed, their mother woke them up. “Come on girls,” Donna Leigh whispered, “we’ve got to go.” “What’s wrong?” Leigh Anne asked. She sat up trying not to disturb her sister. “Get your sister up.” She hissed at her oldest daughter.

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

There goes the No public knowledge down the fucking drain. “Niccola Fairchild, daughter of Monica Sutclife, who recently married Magnat Cole Sutcliffe, joining their fortune, is photographed kissing Phillip Price. Will the next marriage join the most popular families in New York?” I read and close my eyes for a few seconds, not believing what I am seeing.

“Hm. Got it. She’s the daughter of the President there.” “Really? I didn’t know he had 2 daughters. I’ve only ever heard about the one; Brigette. She’s very cunning and flirtatious I’ve seen. Did she work in the company?” “Well, cunning, I give her that. Leah was speaking about her this morning. I wont give specifics as that’s her business, but I understand why you gave her that description. She did work there and was fired just this morning.” “Hm. I have to head back to the office, if you need anything, you know how to contact me.”

"I'll find that shameless girl myself if you don't make things clear! She took my money and dared lie to me. Don't forget. She signed an agreement. I could use it to sue her!" "Mom! Please calm down." Simon tried to soothe her. "Take your medicine first, and I'll explain why I kept her around. Isn't that what you've always wanted to know?" Fiona reluctantly took her medication. After swallowing it, she pressed, "All right, speak! Why did you keep her around?" "She…" Simon leaned against the wall, staring at the floor. "She's Harry Scott's daughter. Do you remember him?" Fiona's eyes widened in shock, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her expression twisted with rage.

"You can place the blame for that on Simon. He "inadvertently" shared information about your father with others. We were forced to bring them inside because word had spread that he had another child outside, and we wanted to protect them from being harassed by the paparazzi." Leah let out a sigh, and it was clear that she was very exhausted.

Simon felt his heart ache to see Monique's pale and lethargic face. Monique grasped onto the hand of a gorgeous little girl. She had a pinkish little face, a delicate pointed nose and long, bushy eyelashes, just like a doll. Simon could easily recognize that the little girl was Monique's daughter. Simon looked at Monique, feeling sad as he expressed his concern by asking dearly, "Monnie, what happened?" Monique bit her lips. No words came out from her as she coldly shifted her glance over to the old woman on the ground.

In the process, the truth had come out—she was his daughter, switched at birth with the maid's child. "I'm sorry," she croaked. He'd warned her. Over and over. That Malakai would make her unhappy. That love without respect would destroy her. He had even asked her to leave the marriage, promising to give her everything she needed in return. She had refused. And because of that choice, Harper had never truly lived as the heiress of the Hemsworth Group. She had chosen love instead. "So, what are you going to do after the divorce is finalized?" Simon asked his daughter a while later.

“Don’t you dare slander my mother! I am not an illegitimate daughter. She adopted me from the orphanage and raised me with love. Without her, I wouldn’t be where I am now.” The revelation stunned the gathered guests. “Then Leia is quite something, turning an adopted daughter into this outstanding woman!” “Like father, like son. Look at what Simon has become since he turned his back on Leia and absorbed Zane’s twisted views.” Gazing up at Sabrina, Simon demanded, “If that’s the case, why did you agree to bond with me?” Sabrina snorted, looking down at this helpless moron. “Of course, to show the world how you and your ungrateful family end up!”