Trevor Noah's Mother Today Novels & Stories

“Look, I hope you're not in a hurry, okay? Because the story is long.” “Oh, Denise, just tell me already, I'm getting more and more curious!” “You're just like me.” She laughed. “But that's normal. Who doesn't like a good piece of gossip? And honestly, I can imagine what's going through your head, arriving at a house and finding a newborn without a mother.” “Thank goodness you understand me, Denise. Where is Noah's mother? Did she die?” “No, my dear, Noah's mother is very much alive.” “Then where is she?” I asked, curious.

Lilian looked absolutely devastated and furious as she said, “With her mother’s money, Trinity treated my son like her personal doormat. She played with his feelings and slept with him. When she got bored, she tried to toss him aside like yesterday’s trash! “When we found out she was pregnant, I thought she might settle down and do the right thing. But who could’ve expected her to be so vile and ruthless?! She abandoned that baby in a toilet and just let it die!” At that point, she was crying uncontrollably. “That’s my own grandson! He’s a living person!” The comments hurling insults at Trinity increased tremendously. [Are you kidding me?! Is she even human?! Trinity belongs in hell for this

Emma shook her head. "But maybe she is." Noah stared at her. "My father died when I was twelve." "And your mother?" "She died two years later." Emma grabbed his hand. "Noah, did you ever have a sister?" He laughed softly. "No." Then stopped. His smile faded. Actually… His mother used to mention a baby. A little girl. Someone she cried about. But every time he asked, she changed the subject. His blood ran cold. "No." Emma looked at him. "What?"

He stood up from the armchair and stepped toward me, placing a hand on my shoulder to gently nudge me back toward the bed. “Can't it wait?” Chadwick asked Noah, his tone clipped. Noah shook his head grimly. “No.” Chadwick's dark eyes narrowed. “Is it about the perimeter?” “It's about Mother,” Noah stated. Chadwick's hand instantly slipped away from my shoulder. He turned around on his heel and walked toward the hallway without uttering another single word. I sat back on the edge of the mattress, staring at the empty doorway. Mother? Who the hell was Mother? His biological mother? Obviously. But why did Noah sound like he had just announced the sudden arrival of Lilith herself?

"I'm a little surprised at your change of heart. After Cassandra, I'd thought that you'd lay low for a while." He had said that he would so he'd have to tap dance to get around his mother. "I guess Hailey is just different enough to pique my interest." "If you say so. I can't wait to meet this woman who has soothed your broken heart." That was his mother, a hopeless romantic. He sighed. "I need to go, Mom." "Will you call me when you start filming?" "You should come and visit," Noah said before he could think about the implications of that.

Yet, she had the nerve to announce in the group chat that she was Tony's mother. "I saw the message in the group." Right in front of the security guard, I laid it all out. "You said you're Tony's mother? I'm curious about that." Her hands tightened at her sides for a split second. Then, she glanced nervously at the guard and forced a smile as she explained, "Oh, that. It's because the school has a parent-teacher conference coming up, and Tony's father said he and his wife are both too busy to attend. "He asked me to pretend on their behalf so that Tony wouldn't be sad. I'm really sorry if this has caused you any trouble!"

[Elena's POV] I smoothed down the silk of my dress and gave Noah a small, deliberate smile. "You look incredibly tense," I teased, stepping closer to him. "Are you worried your mother bullied me?" Noah shifted his weight. For the first time since I met him, the terrifying Boss of Velgrave actually avoided my gaze. He looked distinctly uncomfortable. "My mother does not bully women," Noah muttered, running a hand through his dark brown hair. "I was worried she would be... overly enthusiastic. She has a terrible habit of adopting poor girl."

“But, for the hundredth time, I’m going to tell you this: don’t waste your time. It’s pointless. If my mother thinks Cassian killed that chimera, then nothing will change her mind. Believe me, I know. I’ve been through this before.” "He... Has he stolen your credit for other things before?" I asked, anger beginning to tighten in my chest again. “I’m not going to waste your time with that list. It’s kind of long.” Noah snorted, and even though he was acting like he didn’t care, I could hear something hidden in his voice; something I couldn’t tell if it was pain or disappointment. “Just know that my mother has a son for whom she wants to see the victories go. Once she hears that he’s done some

exual favours. A bitter laugh escaped me at the memory. I’d like to think my mother was smarter than that. I wanted to believe she wouldn’t stoop so low. But when she was triggered, she could be… irrational. By the time I made it to the kitchen this morning, the damage was already done. The house felt too quiet, too empty. My mother and Weah were gone, and Henry had left for the office early. That left Noah. He was at the kitchen table, flipping through his father’s discarded newspaper, looking like something straight out of a men’s fashion ad.

he replied and I gave him a blank look. "Tyler.” I knew that was childish but I just had to say it. Noah immediately let out a laugh at that while a muscle in Tyler’s jaw twitched and he leaned away from the door. “Your mum wants you, Noah,” he bit out, his eyes still fixed on me, before he gave me a once over and walked away.