Romans & histoires The Afton Family

Rather, the family looked more like an affiliation of the company. Oh god! Just how terrifying were Winifred Zea’s background and strength for her to attain such success? Everyone present was astonished. They realized that even if they offended a king from now on, they could never offend Autumn Field Media. Meanwhile, Dion was sitting on the ground, white as a sheet, as if the energy in his body was sucked dry. Since Faron was able to announce such a thing in public, his Hoffman family was undoubtedly beyond redemption. As Astral Province’s largest family, it took almost no effort for the Quintus family to destroy them.

"Well....yes, I am. I can't wait to see and meet your parents too. " "Alright, let's go," Adonis said, smiling excitedly at his mom, who was seeing Safira, his wife. They got in the car and drove off. When they arrived at the house, Safira placed her hand on her heart because she felt a little jittery. "Oh my goodness! The Weston family are rich." That's when it dawned on her that all the business establishments she had seen earlier had Weston on them, all outthroughout town and belonging to his family.

"Mom, I know," Ashton replied. He had already learned from Scarlett that Colton's health was failing and that he didn't have much time left. If possible, he would extend his grandfather's life. He would also make the Lowe family stand alongside the Zapata family as the top families on Linton Island. "Get some rest," Irene said. "Okay." Ashton could tell his mother had something on her mind, but he didn't press her. Before he left Linton Island, he would settle everything.

"The Arnold family is also investigating this matter. And... yesterday, as I was preparing to take action, they'd already taken away the culprit." "The Arnold family?" Hayson narrowed his eyes. "Yes." The Arnold family stood as the most influential among the Big Four Families of Ventropolis, controlling the city's economic lifeline. They were true aristocrats, while the Jent family couldn't even come close. "When did Madelyn start hanging out with the Arnold family? With Forrest?" "No, it appears to be someone else. I doubt Forrest would defend Madelyn, considering he was likely the one who ordered the attack on her." Forrest was the illegitimate son of the Arnold family. He had some history

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.

Even if they were curious, no one had the guts to give the Ford family trouble. Ahn City was a city of profound history where many wealthy families resided. There was an urban rumor that any wealthy family in Ahn City’s upper-class society could easily overwhelm an entire city. Weston’s wealth was national level, so it wasn’t difficult for him to suppress this incident. At the family manor, a white Bentley slowly entered the compound. Weston was going through some documents while Guinevere sat beside him.

“You’re exhausting.” He grinned. “That’s my brand.” Keith lifted his glass. “To quiet nights,” he said. Trina added, “To safe nights.” Mya smiled, eyes shining. “To family.” Casey jumped in immediately. “And to babies. Two of them. Cross cousins incoming. We’re unstoppable.” Adrian sighed, but his hand slid under Trina’s for a brief squeeze. “To health,” he said quietly. Alexander lifted his glass last. He looked at Eva as he did.

Outside, a soft breeze rustled the trees, whispering through the leaves as if echoing the mystery behind this unexpected letter. --- That evening, after dinner was over, Ash called everyone together—including his four children. The candles were lit, their flickering shadows dancing along the wooden walls of their home. Aydan, Atthy’s thirteen-year-old brother, sat beside her, flanked by the twins, Dimi and Agafya, who were only eight. Agafya, frail since birth, stared at her sister with an expression that was hard to read. "Atthy, what we're about to discuss... it's about you," Ash began casually, though the tension in his eyes betrayed the calm tone in his voice as he stared at the last few

“Riley, please—” But before I could get another word in, Ashton stood up. His voice came in strong and steady—more grounded than I could ever hope to be right now. “Riley,” he said, stepping closer to the bed. “Hey, buddy. Listen to me, okay?” Riley didn’t look at him, but the crying slowed just a little. “Avery’s not Aurora’s real sister,” Ashton said firmly. “She’s just someone she… sees like a sister. Because she’s got no one left. You understand? Avery isn’t family. Not really.”

I said, “They can’t be my family. I’m nothing like them.” Enzo looked at me, “The Ashfords are something else. You know how many times I’ve tried to speak to them, network with them? They are one of those very few families that live an extremely private life. They contribute immensely to the world through their businesses, but they never make a public appearance. What were the chances that you were their granddaughter all along?” “Close to none, I guess.” I said, “I don’t know what to do with this information, Enzo.”