روايات وقصص ضمن The Secret Daughter

He explained and the man nodded repeatedly. He further ask more questions about the family and his work before he told him that he would like to see his parents. Sidiqah is his last daughter and the most stubborn, she was the only one who decided to live alone before marriage and is the only one of all his children from his first marriage that did not have good relationship with the his second wife, she was always finding trouble with her especially after her mother death and he keep coming home to settle quarrel everyday and she is always at fault.

I barely even breathed as he took my hand—my fingers instantly stiffening at his touch—and pressed a small folded note into my palm. My stomach churned. Something was wrong. I hesitated, my fingers trembling as I slowly unfolded the paper. And the moment my eyes landed on the words scrawled across it, my breath hitched. **"Say yes, Olivia. Or everyone in this room will find out exactly who you are. Olivia Richards. The secret daughter of a billionaire."** The words blurred as panic set in. My blood turned to ice. I felt like the walls were closing in on me, like I couldn’t breathe.

“There was a small incident last night. A noise behind the wall. Turned out to be a bird trapped behind a secret door in your living room.” Christina’s brow furrowed. “Secret door?” “Yeah. Leads to the attic. Lots of old stuff up there. Family heirlooms?” Christina sighed. “Did I ever tell you about my grandfather?” Leila leaned in. “Not much. He wasn't a Nazi, right?”

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now I look at the guards, "I'll take it from here, tell no one about this, consider that an order from Empress Atia," I say as I walk into the castle and tell Revdea to follow me, and I lead her to the Empress's room. We get to the door of Her Majesty's room right as Venus is leaving "Oh, you're back, who's that?" she asks when she notices Revdea "This is Revdea Ubris, she says she's the daughter of Nyx, and she came here looking for a job because her father died and her uncle was trying to force her into a marriage that she did not want," I say

Even the blood still running down my forehead seemed to turn cold. So in her eyes, her eldest daughter was just an unsightly embarrassment, something that couldn’t compare to Suri in the slightest. I struggled to my feet and started toward the door. I didn’t want to stay here for even one more second. I didn’t want to watch Mom and her precious Suri clinging to each other while I stood there like a stranger. However, before I could reach the door, Mom blocked my path. Frowning, she rummaged through a box, pulled out gauze and antiseptic, and shoved them into my hands.

After Damon dropped Abigail home, he headed to his apartment where he saw Anna who welcomed him by giving him that 'You better explain yourself before I kill you look' He had been ignoring her calls and text all day so he had no choice but to explain the whole situation to her. “My poor brother.” Anna sniffed. Damon took a seat beside Anna on the couch. He made her sit on his lap. “I’m so happy Lucy is okay but sad about the baby,” Anna said. “Yeah. Liam is devastated too. But I believe everything happens for a reason.” Damon said, tucking some strands of hair behind her ear. “I still can’t believe my brother is already a father of twins and we never knew about it. How could Abigail keep suc

I promised to give her a beautiful and happy life. I quickly approached a saleslady who was standing nearby. "Miss, have you seen a young girl? My daughter is missing. She is wearing a yellow summer dress, and she has a brown and long curly hair?" She paused for a while and think. "I seem to have noticed a girl with those description." She looked around for a moment and seemed to be looking for someone. "Oh, there she is! Is that your daughter?" I turned towards where she was pointing. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Thalia. I was about to go to her but I immediately stopped when I noticed the man she was talking to.

Instead there was nothing. No soft music playing in the kitchen. No lights left on. No movement. Just silence. I told myself it didn’t matter. The divorce was already finalized anyway. This was what needed to happen. So why did the house suddenly feel colder? A knock interrupted my thoughts. “Come in.” My assistant stepped inside carefully. “Sir, the legal department sent over the final property documents regarding Mrs. Cole.” Ex wife. The correction almost came automatically in my head. “Leave them there.”