The One With Phoebe's Dad Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

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." I sat on a step and clicked on the link with a trembling finger. The video loaded and started playing.

He said apathetically, "Mom, whatever it is, let's talk about it tomorrow." Caroline knocked the coffee mug from the table, sending it crashing to the floor in pieces. She pointed at my nose, fuming, "What's so good about this woman? Mrs. Prescott's daughter is returning to the country soon. Hurry up and divorce her!" Startled, I shrank into his arms, only to catch the scent of roses—Lucia's scent. Gabriel clenched his jaw and said firmly, "Phoebe might not measure up to Lucia, but I promised I'd stand by her and love her for as long as I live! Get those ideas out of your head, Mom."

Before Phoebe could reply, he hurriedly left. Worry flashed in Phoebe's eyes. After sitting on the sofa for a long time, she looked down and began sorting through the profiles of Valarie's blind date matches. She hesitated but ultimately decided not to throw the profiles away. Who knew? They might come in handy someday. … At dinner, Valarie came downstairs and noticed her father was missing, which surprised her. "Dad isn't home for dinner tonight?" she asked. Phoebe nodded. "Yeah, he has some things going on at the company."

“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?”

"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."

There must be something painful happened to the man so that he cried aloud, even though he experienced so many things. "Dad, I'll come over now." Phoebe was still worried about her father, although she was already knew something. Could it be because of Eleanor's cheating? "Phoebe, don't come over. Daddy is fine." "No, I have to come. I'll be right there." With that, Phoebe hung up. "I'll go with you." Donald immediately stood up and responded. Phoebe could not eat anymore so she nodded, "Alright! "Then take me home. It seems like something has happened to my dad."

"No, Dad, it's all Zack lying! Zack and the traffickers are deliberately trying to make you hate me. Dad, don't believe him!" She hugged Dad's legs, explaining herself helplessly. But Dad could no longer listen to anything. "Phoebe! Where is your brother now? Was the trafficker incident also your doing?" Dad then saw the scene on the screen change again, and he looked at it eagerly. I was curled up in the basement and was already asleep, but it seemed my brain had still recorded everything unfolding before me. In the scene, Phoebe no longer looked like a person who was going to be sold off the next day. She had a profound expression, one that didn't match her age, as she sneered coldly.

She hugged her father and her sobs started to escape from her mouth. "It's okay now, Dad." Meanwhile, at the Romalia mansion, the news about Gavin waking up reached both Mr. Romalia and Phoebe. They were relieved to hear such news but when Mr. Romalia saw his daughter suddenly all dressed up, he stopped her. "Where do you think you are going, young lady?" Phoebe looked at her father with a quizzical expression as if it was not already obvious where she was headed. She shrugged her shoulders. "I am going to see my future husband, of course."