Sofia Carson Ethnicity Novels & Stories

Carissa knelt on one knee in the royal study, enduring Salvador's cold and sharp scrutiny. Her eyes remained lowered, her expression calm and composed. There was no trace of guilt or ambition—she carried herself with the same respectful demeanor as always. For a fleeting moment, Salvador thought of her lineage. She was Hector's daughter, after all. His earlier suspicions now seemed somewhat absurd. How could the daughter of Hector Sinclair, a man who had given his life on the battlefield, harbor treasonous intent?

Sofia asked, looking confused. “Hahaha poor you, so he didn't tell you huh? That's so sad. Well for your information, Spencer is a Mafia and a drug Lord, and that has been the business that runs in his family, how do you think we got betrothed? That's because our fathers were both mafia lords” Kara said. “What? That's not true, I know you are saying all this because you hate me” Sofia said. “You must be a fool to think so, why do you think he went to Ohio? Spencer is a mafia with blood stains on his hands and people like you can never have him” Kara said.

"It's about Victoria and our grandchildren. Having scolded Sofia, Daniel helped Mrs. Carson into the car, and Sofia stood in the departure lounge, trembling with rage. She had dressed to charm Daniel, but he...? Her husband was standing next to Mrs. Carson, but she wasn't surprised, as Daniel was famous for being filial. If Mrs. Carson cried a little, he would even kneel down to amuse her. But she didn't give in. Why did she have to accept Victoria? Besides, she only said that out of consideration for the Carsons' future, as no one would want to see the successor to the Carson business empire being handed over to a low-class woman, and for that reason, Sofia believed in what she had done. Si

Maxine had no choice but to meet with Sofia because no matter how hard she tried to avoid it, Sofia really pestered her. Maxine was quietly waiting for Sofia's arrival. She arrived early so that she could talk to Sofia. Soon, Sofia arrived and immediately recognized Maxine because of the way she looked at her. When Sofia approached her, she sat down in front of Maxine and the waiter approached them. "A cup of Blue Mountain with milk, please," Sofia said to the waiter. The waiter nodded and left to get Sofia's order. Sofia looked at Maxine, who was smiling from ear to ear even though they hadn't talked about anything yet. "Ms. Maxine Deine Garcia, the younger daughter of the Garcia Family, ri

On her way as she was coming back from the study, she ran into Carolina, she was with other ladies who were from minor mafia families. "If it isn't Dante's pet." she said with a malicious sneer on her face. Camilla tried to ignore her but she kept blocking her way. "What do you want Carolina?" she asked. "Hey, hey, hold it right there. Miss Caruso to you. We aren't equals. I am the daughter of Sebastiáno Caruso, heiress to the Caruso mafia family. You are just a mere object" Carolina told her, the other ladies with her laughed mockingly.

“Yes, they were hired to kill Laura Harrison.” I blinked even more confusedly. “Who is Laura Harrison?” “She is the daughter of a mob boss. It was all gang related but somewhere along the way there was a mix-up and when someone passed information over your name was mixed up with Laura’s. It was all a case of mistaken identity.” I felt the colour drain from my face. I felt sick start to churn up inside my stomach. I ran to the sink and threw up. Logans hand was on my back making small comforting circles. I wiped my mouth and held onto the sink for support.

“Your mother’s name was Sophia Carson. Originally, she was from the Danes pack out in Iowa.” A couple of images were put onto the screen. Holy fuck. I saw where Angel got her looks from. She was damn near a replica of her mother except that Angel’s skin tone was a little darker. The rest was spot on. “Super intelligent. She was a science whiz who had a promising career in Bioengineering. She was looking into the potential of inserting centralized agents to promote gene mutations within the shifter community. It was seriously in-depth shit. Her work was meant to be a cure to fixing altered DNA sequences that led to damaged wolves permanently taking over their human counterparts.”

Catelyn directly exposed Sofia’s identity, "Sofia is the mayor's wife. More than twenty years ago, she was a homewrecker, and she even caused a car accident, which killed Cedrick’s parents!" After a brief silence, there was an uproar!

Sophia said as she moved forward to join Vera at the counter. "I asked where you got the card because it clearly does not belong to you." Carson said as he stared at us with disdain. "Wait, you think we can't afford these gowns or have a black card because of the way we're dressed?" Sophia asked, and the man did not even bother to deny it. "Well, you all are dressed like you came from the ghetto, so you might have stolen the card," Carson said, making me want to punch him in the face. "How can you still judge people based on appearances in the twenty-first century?" Vera said, her tone angry.

That was why she was able to add details of her own. Sofia had grown up poor. Even as a child, she knew education was the key to escaping the life destiny seemed to have dealt her. So she worked hard at her studies, determined that one day she would rise above poverty. Her efforts paid off. At eighteen, she earned a full scholarship abroad. It was there that she met Carlo, who was two years older than her. Though they were in different programs, they often ran into each other in the library. Both were from Tagaytay, and in a foreign land, that shared hometown quickly brought them closer. They often talked about their town and how much they missed it.