The One With Phoebe's Dad Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why were they more afraid of the secretary than their adoptive father? However, Richard was already leaving before Emily could question it. She simply had to find out the reason later when she met Kendra’s idol. Favian Beowulf was the secret second boss of Taleman Incorporation, and maybe he was the real other parent raising the boys. He gave off a very strict disposition and cold, calculated look at the interview, and Emily grew nervous thinking about it. Anxiety grew like a mushroom throughout the house, spreading until it reached every corner, creating a gloomier atmosphere than when the morning first started. The beta was back, and nobody was looking forward to it.

I trembled uncontrollably, and my brain stopped working. … Dad's funeral was a simple affair. Only a few of his close friends attended the service. The next day, the dust settled. Eugene hadn't called me even once throughout the whole thing. I crouched before Dad's gravestone and placed flowers there. I hoped beyond hope that this was a dream—at least I wouldn't be in so much pain once I woke up. My heart died along with Dad; my love for Eugene turned to ashes. Just then, my phone rang with a notification. Ivy had sent me a link and a mocking message. "What an interesting video."

"No matter what she does, she's always putting on an act in your eyes, huh?" Elena's expression shifted too, and she immediately chimed in to play the peacemaker. "Calm down, Zoey. You're emotional right now, so you might be exaggerating. If your father's ex-wife is genuinely having a hard time, I'm more than happy to help out financially. There's no need to kick up such a huge fuss." I didn't spare her so much as a glance. At this point, she was still implying that Mom was still alive and that she was just using this opportunity to cling to Ian.

Her fresh wounds had turned white and swollen from soaking, while the bandages had been thrown in the trash. I broke down, dragging her from the tub and dropping to my knees. "Please, let Maisie go. Whatever you want, I'll give you. Or transfer all the pain to me… Just spare Maisie. I'll take it all." She simply said calmly, "I want you to be my mother." I looked up in despair, but my gaze stopped at Phoebe's chest. That was when I understood what was going on. I wiped away my tears and stood up laughing, leaving the bewildered Phoebe behind me. I secretly sneered. 'Phoebe, I know your secret now… You want to be my daughter? I'll send you to hell first!'

“Lil, I promise nothing’s wrong. Your dad has been amazing. He’s been so welcoming and generous bringing me on this trip. I guess I’m just… really happy to be here. It’s the first real vacation I’ve had in forever, and everything feels magical.” Lily searched her face, not entirely convinced. “It’s more than that. You keep finding excuses to be near him. At the pool, at breakfast, even on the boat just now. And Dad’s been weird too quiet one minute, then super intense the next. Did something happen between you two? Like, did he lecture you about college or something?”

Just like that night, I melted under his grasp. “Come with me.” He whispered, and led me away. “Dad…” I paused, my lips curling up in a smirk as Justin's voice sounded behind us. Bingo! Things were about to get dirty. “Son… I was going to look for you,” Maverick spoke as we both turned to face Justin and Ciara. His eyes shifted to me, and when they met my gaze, I could see confusion creeping up his face. Oh, sweet revenge. “Dad… do you two…” Justin shook his index finger between me and his father, his voice trailing off.

"Daddy…" "Last night, did you use my phone to like Ms. Sulvan's post?" Caden asked. Felix's face went ghostly white, and his eyes started darting around. "I-I just thought Ms. Sulvan's photo looked nice…" "Looked nice?" Caden let out a cold laugh. "So you know what looks nice now, do you? Did you also give Ms. Sulvan my number?" "I… I wanted her to be able to update you about my schoolwork."