The Family Upstairs Characters Novels & Stories

She informed them that the Johnsons were upstairs in the second living room and that lunch was about to be served in five minutes. Lucile led the way upstairs where she met with her parents, gave them both a hug and Nena did so as well as they greeted. “welcome” Mrs Johnson said as she hugged with Nena “we can’t tell you how much we appreciate you my dear. I am glad to have someone like you as family”

It was clean and neat, but it was obviously new. There were doors upstairs, and the stairs were huge, but not as huge as their house. She guessed that there were three room upstairs and one here on the first floor, with the kitchen and the dining area and the living room where she stood. "Are we staying here?" she asked again, looking back at her Daddy who was whispering with Hop, Neil and Adon. They were the best of friends. That's what Madie thought. They were always whispering to each other, like they were sharing secrets.

Someone attempted to stop her, but seeing the dozen or so black-clad strong men behind her, they all reluctantly held back. Upstairs, the door to Grandpa's room was open, and Madeline walked out. "You’re back?" Charlotte nodded and glanced into the room. "How is he?" Madeline forced a smile, shaking her head. Charlotte gestured downstairs. "Can you ask these people to leave?" If something happened to Grandpa, the Scott family would definitely face internal conflicts. Despite everything, Charlotte didn't want Madeline to suffer. Among the entire Scott family, Madeline was the only one who treated her well.

He recovered, his brow furrowed deep, and his face looked somber: "Who are you? Alice, do you know them?" "Of course, I know them, this is my house, my own inheritance that you were asked to handle before I want it back" * I didn't say more than that. Mrs. Linda gritted her teeth and sneered, "Honey, your dear niece is really getting better and better. What does she mean by this? She called so many people home, and now she remembers that this house is her father's property and wants to threaten us." Dozens of men in black were standing upstairs and downstairs, creating an imposing scene. Each of them stood at least 1.8 meters tall and looked sturdy and strong like they could be ruthless char

Zion looked at the direction of the bathroom and said with a cold face. Hearing that, Brianna disagreed. Her ideal daughter-in-law should be resourceful and talented. If she was an innocent girl, how could she gain a foothold in this upper-class society? Otherwise, in the future, she would embarrass her in public. When Elizabeth came out of the bathroom and went upstairs to change, the whole family got in the car and headed towards the big house. In the Marquez family Mansion, after last night's excitement, it was now quiet The servants had cleaned up the inside and outside of the mansion, leaving only the big red lanterns and wooden carvings of big red blessing words still there.

As we climbed the stairs together, arms full of gifts, hearts full of something harder to name---I looked down at those amazing people. They weren't just neighbors. They were my family, and I loved them so much. My family resided on the second floor, in Room 38. McKenzie was about to take an elevator when I told her that it was out of order. "Had it always been out of order?"She asked as we made our way up the stairs, navigating the narrow, slightly creaky steps that had likely seen countless families come and go. I nodded."Yes, the only one that works is on the third floor. The rest had been broken since we all moved here."

The family's wealth and status were evident in every detail, from the intricate fresco on the ceiling to the rare artwork adorning the walls. Grandfather Haze, a distinguished gentleman with a silver mane and piercing blue eyes, sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding respect. Grandmother Haze, with a radiant smile and sparkling brown eyes, sat beside him, her warmth and kindness palpable. Vivian, a young lady with piercing green eyes and raven-black hair, chimed in, her wit and sarcasm a familiar presence in the family dynamics.

Emma asserted impatiently before hearing any words. "Let's go! This girl isn't worth a word!" Zeus asserted, leading his family upstairs. "The perfect family," Emma murmured ironically and mockingly.

FamilyPride: Figured a wealthy family’s group chat would have a fancier name than this. PlumBlossomBranch: Richard, sweetie, how could you forget your own brother when you’re inviting people? Mom’s adding him for you, pay better attention next time. PlumBlossomBranch added LoveAcrossLightYears to the group Nora nearly choked laughing in the passenger seat at that last name. She didn’t need an introduction, this was clearly Vivian’s family. Gambler father, meek mother, deadbeat brother. She just hadn’t expected Vivian’s mother to have this much nerve around Richard.

Jacke said as we made our way up the stairs to the packhouse, "Everyone more or less is acting like one big family, as dysfunctional as you'd think it would be." "I think it's because my pack was more or less flattered that you were willing to give the resources to move us all out here, even if it were my decision. Your family, on the other hand, just seem happy to have more people to interact with that don't want to kill them outright."