Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart 소설 & 이야기

"You've had opportunities." "To say what." She came into the kitchen properly then stood across the counter from me. "That I know you're Adrian's uncle. That the man who has been running The Covenant's operations through Yale for twenty years is the same man who was promised the Yale empire before Gerald and Dante were born and got cut out when the patriarch decided blood mattered more than promises." She looked at me. "To who would I say that? Diana? The men you have outside? My father in the basement?" "Your stepfather."

said next left him dumbfounded. Mrs. Ford Sr. uttered, "Oh, I forgot to mention, while you were away, your uncle got married. And his bride happens to be your former fiancée, Haley." Those words hit him like a lightning bolt, exploding in his ears. James nearly thought he was hearing things, his eyes widening in disbelief. Who got married? His uncle got married? Why did he understand every word individually but couldn't comprehend them together? His mind went blank, and it took him a long time to finally find his voice again.

His expression was unreadable at first, but then I saw it, the flicker of guilt, confusion, maybe even fear. It almost made me smile. "... And you think I'm still obsessed with you, Neven?"My voice came out soft, almost pitiful, as I stepped closer, close enough for him to see the cold flicker in my eyes. "Nah." I added as a small, dangerous smile curved my lips and I tilted my head, lowering my voice to a whisper that sliced clean through the air."If I'm even thinking about anyone right, it's your uncle fucked me so hard that he made me forget you ever existed."

" A hint of unnaturalness crossed Jared uncle's face, perspiring for Sarclet, moaning in his heart, and shaking his head remorsefully. Jared's uncle has been in this house since Jared's parent kicked the bucket. He could see that Sarclet was a decent young lady, and she was by all accounts a decent counterpart for his nephew. In the event that she didn't get hitched to his nephew, she could in any case have the option to accomplish a superior future and marriage, yet it's a pity that Jared was utilizing her. Jared's uncle shook his head, it was not worth the effort for Sarclet.

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.

Thus, I fought the urge to visibly show my disgust to the world while he lingered there longer than they should have. "Since my uncle will not show as always, I can be generous enough to hunt down a few games in your name," he announced like he was doing me a favor. The hall began to cheer, seeing it as a great gesture on his part. Then he dropped his voice to a whisper. "My offer still stands though. You are a beautiful woman and it will be a shame for you to just waste away by his side. If you ever need a real man's touch other than that monster's, you can always come to me and I will give you a good time."

"Sweetheart, I never stalked you. I collected information about you." "Same thing," I crossed my arms blankly. "That Uncle of yours," He paused, "never gave away he belonged to a rich household." Right. Low-key, lazy, unpredictable. "He's... Maximus Leinster," We spoke it in unison. That's Uncle for you. I exhaled a breath and waved a hand in dismay, letting out a 'forget it' before turning to him, "What's next?" "I have a wedding gift for you." "It's a fake marriage. You don't-" Before I could continue further, he tapped on his mahogany desk.

meant. “You’re lying,” I said, though the conviction in my voice faltered. My mom shook her head. “No. I thought you would recognize him. You look more like him than your father, if you’d care to notice. Remember the story I told you of a great uncle who got exiled, he is the one.” That can’t be true. I was told it was my great uncle who was mated to a man. But who is his mate? Was it Marcus?

“I’ve been working undercover in the Dark Moonlight pack. The owner of this bookstore, a distant relative of mine, helped me infiltrate.” I frowned, processing his words. Even though none of it made any sense I need to get to the root of it all. “you're confusing me, what do you mean? Why come here?” He sighed, his eyes troubled. “Your uncle sent me. After your father... After he passed, things got complicated. Your uncle knows he’s made mistakes, especially trying to force you into that marriage with Robert, trust me, he's really sorry.” The mention of Robert made my blood boil, but I bit back the anger. “And now what? He sends his apologies through you and expects everything to be alright?

Arianne asked, confused. Mary lowered her voice, “Mr. Tremont’s uncle. He was always bad news, even at a young age. He committed a crime and was found out by the Old Mr. Tremont—that is, the current Mr. Tremont’s grandfather—then, was chased out of the house. At the time, the house was in a huge mess and many people died. That fellow never showed his face, and I suppose he’s become so poor that he can’t survive any longer, so he’s come to ask Mr. Tremont for some money. After the older Mr. Tremont chased that hooligan away, he left a letter saying that the Tremonts’ wealth had nothing to do with him, and I think he was given some money to ensure that he stayed away. He has probably spent it