The Odd Family Novels & Stories

she had just realized that the Crayford family was very powerful and so it was not a big deal for them. Arlene didn’t care about the situation. After all, it did not matter to her while was going to payment if t was Joshua, she would report to the police of he could not afford it. Joshua frowned, his eyes turned fierce. Seeing this, Elena was frightened “What’s up loser? What do you ant to do?” “Tell me, who are your parents?” Ian asked as he came over. Could it be the Decker family? He had never heard of it. There were only a few Decker families in the country.

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

“Those two are jerks. Maybe they managed to insult the Phantom Night without noticing it?” “I also initially thought that it was really a coincidence but my instinct tells me that it’s not. They went missing the night the night when we went to the club. According to their family, the two didn’t went home that day but they didn’t get worried because it’s kind of normal. But it’s been two weeks since then. They reported it to the police last night and just after that, we got a call saying that they saw two bodies laying in the pool of blood.” “I’m not suspecting you Blaine and I never tell the higher ups about your connection to the two so just take the day off for now and think hard. Maybe

What kind of a fool I am? He hurriedly wipes off the beads of sweat that have abruptly appeared on his forehead due to his distress and jerks up from the seat he is initially settled on. "Which of the family offended you, Mr. Wood? There are three major families and a few top-tier families and middle-class families. The three major families in their ranks from highest to lowest are the Coles, the Douglas, and lastly the Wilsons. Which of them offended you? "Is there anything you want me to do? Even if you want that family destroyed today, it will be done! Just say the word, Mr. Wood!"

I chewed the apple and said, a little muffled, "Yeah, sounds great. Is Dad paying?" My father, who had just walked by, shouted, "Of course. Buy whatever you want. If it makes you happy, I'll buy the whole auction house." See? This was life in a wealthy family. Simple and, honestly, a little boring. Sure, every now and then, some clueless idiot would show up and try to stir things up. But as long as we stuck together, nothing could really touch us. After all, we were a happy, loving family.

A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy. "Daddy, I wanna see my sister! Mommy said she's making potato salad and baked ribs tonight. She can't break her promise!" I stared at the kid. He looked just like Talia. All those late nights—I thought she was grinding for her career. Turns out, she was running a whole other family. And me? I'd never even had a single meal she cooked. On the table sat a fresh family photo—four of them. Talia in Danny's arms, their son beside them, their newborn in hers.

"Come on, let's have a drink, just the two of us!" My foster mother finally let go of me, turning to Solomon with a scolding look. "All you think about is drinking! Our son just got home, and you're pouring yourself a glass? Thomas, stop him! Your old man's got high blood pressure; he should cut back on drinking!" Listening to my foster mother's chattering, I felt an overwhelming sense of warmth. This was my home. These were my real family. Before long, I heard that the Sullivans had gone bankrupt, and Giselle had disappeared with Kevin's last bit of money.

"That's right! Her whole family is bringing the charges, after all!" "The parents were wrong, sure, but what she did was excessive." Hearing the comments, Arnold looked pleased and puffed out his chest with pride. I glanced at Sandy. Though she looked calm on the outside, her trembling shoulders betrayed her anxiety. She was getting scared. The staff started searching for my memories. Soon, a new memory was projected on the screen. "Lauren! Please, come home quickly! Dad is in trouble!" Sandy told me over the phone. As soon as I got Sandy's call, I immediately took leave from work and rushed home. When I arrived, I saw Arnold was playing poker with his friends, while Miranda was dancing in t

she asks as I climb into my car seat. "Amazing! I made three new friends, and they all understand about family adventures. And Mrs. Peterson said "I'm very wise for a five-year-old." I swing my legs happily. "Mommy, why do all the kids at Oakwood have interesting families? Sophie has two moms, Marcus lives with his grandparents, and Lily's parents are divorced but everyone's still nice to each other." "Because good schools understand that families come in all shapes and sizes, and love is what makes them work, not just having the same house or the same last name."

The truth was that seeing my family slowly fall apart still hurt. But I could never forgive Frost, the man who had destroyed my family. At that moment, the scheduled email I had prepared was finally sent. It was delivered directly to the mailbox of the Federal Trade Commission. At the same time, it spread rapidly across the internet. The story instantly became a major topic of public discussion. Vivian was exhausting every connection and resource she had to save the family. Yet she kept running into invisible obstacles. By the time she discovered the truth, the Kramer Group had already been completely divided up.