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her father replied grimly “Who?” “His name is Caleb, the son of our chef, Craig.” “But dad.” Sophie stared at her parents with wide eyes and raised an eyebrow. “That’s gross” “Don't look shocked. He is a good man and also an undergraduate at Harvard.” “I won’t marry him, dad, did his father pester you guys to do this. I know this Caleb guy would be over the moon with this proposal.” Sophie sucked, poor twats looking for rich girls.

The others were in the other rooms in the house, my father and mother in one room, and Robert had gone back home since things were a bit weird between him and Sophie. “Is he the one?” She questioned and I rubbed my lips together, and played with my fingers. “OH MY GOD! He is!” She answered herself with her eyes lit up in excitement but she looked at me again and paused stepping out of the bed. “Why is your mood sour then? I mean aren't you supposed to be glad the father of your kids is not a gigolo but THE JONATHAN KNIGHT? Your son's role model, a very handsome sexy chef, a successful man coming from a respectable and wealthy family. I mean…sorry to divert but you didn't tell me, he had stro

"You don't even have a chance to afford it even if you've worked hard in your lifetime!" "You bastard!" When the guy recognized Jate. "Oh, it's you! The fucking live in son in law!" The guy said. Jate clenched his fist and hold his anger. He was the eldest brother of Denisse Winston, John Winston. "You piece of trash!, And a live-in son in law!" "Hahah hah haha ha...." All the passerby nearby were laughing. Jate ignored him and get on his ebike and leave immediately. But suddenly John kicked his ebike and rolled over.

How can it be Stan Asher, the richest dude in Hilltown city? “Yes, grandfather has to live a long time to see Stan and I happily married, with our son…” Sophia said, totally forgetting that she was going to hide her son's identity.

Leo said, “Is this guy taking care of you?“ he asked, “he tried his best for me” Saraphina retorted, “and the pregnancy?“ Leo asked, “He Is the father” Saraphina retorted, “That Is good but do you know anything about him?“ Leo asked, “yes, he's a nice guy, and a cool-headed loving husband” Saraphina retorted, “what does he do for a living?“ Leo asked, “he Inherited his dad's estate, and resuscitate his father's business” Saraphina retorted,

He sighed through his seat while Stan glanced at his son. "We don't even know if she loves the one she will marry, you know, it's Danny. Danny Sy. I think he was the most annoying person I've ever met. Son, you were much better than him, hm? Don't think too little of yourself," Stan mumbled as Justin looked at his father with sadness crossing over his eyes. He knew that what his father was saying was only to console him from the sadness that he was feeling right now. He quivered his lip as he glimpsed through the people coming in and out of the convenience store. He stared right through the seat they were seated upon and he shook his head.

Dave yelled as he began kicking anything kickable in the restroom. "I hate it!! I hate it when Leonardo gets all the attention!!". Dave sneered, staring at himself in the mirror. "I f**king begged him to let me handle the contract!! I would have done better if it were me? I mean…I'm also his son. Forget he doesn't know yet, but I'm still his Oldest son from another lady whom he abandoned! He would surely notice me once I snatched the company from him right under both he and his pathetic son's neck". Dave smirked, bawling his fist as he talked.

Mrs Williams threw it out casually. "You are never going to be able to appease her, brother. You should have known from my history." Sophia said laughing. "Don't you even dare compare yourself to him. He at-least got married to a billionaire, and you.. what did you do? Dropped out of school and became what... someone who played with music." Mr Williams said in a gruff voice glaring at his daughter. Marcel coughed at his father's words. "It's called Dj dad, it is called a Dj." Sophia groaned tiredly.

I've my own ways. He gives his thoughtful look and paces away and turns his back, " I'll never allow a soldier's daughter to be my son's wife." He says and stops. Now, this old man is confusing me, " Simrat's father is a half-owner of a taxi service." I say. He has a partnership with my dad, Saavi' father and Sas's father are own of transportation. They are partners. But he doesn't need to know this. I'm not going to be his son's wife.

she said, and stared at him, that in his sleepy eyes wondered and in surprise, when she said, “I'll be glad to welcome you in the family, and of course, in no time...you'll be the father of my grand-son and a grand-daughter.” “T-that's...would be my pleasure,” he utteredly response in a much more surprise than earlier. His sleepy eyes revived to wake in an instant, “I'm glad too...” he gulped when he sight the man that scream honor and authority, the Master of the Soner. Although having conversation with his father about their own business, he look at him, silently, as if observe the entirely of his being. And the night ends without meeting the not-so-well Soner, his soon-to-be wife. He may