Undertaker Son And Daughter 소설 & 이야기

His parents, Freddie Clarkson and Hannah Clarkson were at the son's bedside, looking at him with pained expressions. "Isn't that Wendell Hunt supposed to be the boss of the underground society of the Sunny city? His undeserving of that reputation. Your grandpa has instructed him to finish off that Jate Woods and Rogers Reaggan, but not only did he failed his mission. But he also got himself killed instead!" Freddie clarkson was burning with wrath as he spoke to his son.

"I'm not even thinking about it anymore. Let's go home—I'm exhausted." His gaze dropped to where our hands touched before meeting my eyes again. Something shifted in the air between us, a current of electricity I wasn't prepared for. After several long moments, he nodded. "Fine. For you." Only when we were cruising down the highway did I finally ask about what had been on my mind all day. "Any progress on Lucian? Found out what's driving his vendetta?" Ryan gave a curt nod. "Looks like he's Andrew An's son—the family from the city suburb development project. His parents committed suicide after the bankruptcy."

“Then we handle it quietly. We don’t need another repeat of what happened to him.” “Don’t bring that up,” Armani snapped, his voice colder than usual. “You know what happened that night wasn’t my fault.” My heart started pounding again — not because of fear this time, but because I felt like I was hearing something I shouldn’t. Lucas sighed. “Still… we need to find out if that man really had a daughter before he died. If he did, then she’s the one we need.” Theo looked up. “You mean… Richard Hale’s daughter?”

Opps, Wrong move. “That hurts my pride, Mr. Undertone.” He lowered his tone, but his smile never left his lips. “We met last month. Don’t you remember? Oh, I think you’re too drunk to remember. I am the second son of the owner of this building. Father was too devastated upon losing my elder brother that he forgot his second son.” He forced his tone to sound sorrowful. “But you know what?” He asked and took something from his inside pocket. “Those were all lies. You’ll die tonight.”

If anyone comes to know about Karan’s antics, they would not believe that Ethan is his son. Georgia Alexander: - Age 22, Daughter of Alex/Alexander (From “Her Bidder”) and the heir of French Mafia Empire. On her 22nd birthday, which is in a few days, she will take charge of the French Mafia Empire as the next queen. She is engaged to the son of her father’s business partner from last eight months.

Erica is his only daughter and the last time Lexis killed Felix, a capo of Abubakkar's mafia family, she could have died while trying to save Lexis from a bullet. Tunde loves his daughter very much and did not even have any intention on letting her become the next capo after him. "Leave my daughter out of this." Tunde says gritting his teeth. Lexis grins, "Relax Tunde, she is too cute so I will not hurt her." He walks away from him and moves over to the consigliere. The consigliere scoffs, "So what would you threaten me with? I have no family members. Will you threaten to kill

My mind was blacking out. I rubbed a trembling hand on my face, "Lelah is not his daughter?" A painful smile danced on his shaking lips. He slowly shook his head left and right, "Lelah is Gianna and her husband Richie's daughter. He's resting over there." I fearfully followed the direction of his pointing finger. My breathing fractured as I laid my eyes on the grave next to Gianna's. The headstone has the name, Richard Donovan, and the epitaph below it read: An obedient son, loving husband, a devoted father.

He'll just keep this person as an Ace card up his sleeves in case something happens in the future. To make sure you do not leave his sight, he bequeathed his son to the daughter of the deceased, moved his company to your new location, and is now situated there. He keeps an eye on your family and studies everything that's going on while taking note of how the children are growing and how you all are loving your lives. Eventually, the time is ripe to let the association know that you survived, including the daughter of the other guy that's supposed to be dead. He then bargains; he'll bring you to the association, and he'll get something huge in return. And when the leader agrees, he is ready t

she murmured. “Norah, I can’t stop. I must go on and show you the truth about my roots. I’m the son of a killer, a drug dealer… a demon. And I got more… Brace yourself! My… ‘father’ has another son who is similar to him. A chip off from the old block. His son is now in jail, for murdering one of his many women. She was three months pregnant when she was killed and thrown away like a piece of trash.” “Dear God… Leo…”

Still, the undertaker panicked after hearing what I said, and his voice quivered even more, “Maria, old people say that if you’re not given a proper burial, you won’t be able to rest in peace, remember? Do you really want to suffer even after death?” Being unable to rest in peace was not as scary as living, honestly. “Are you listening?” I snapped out of my thoughts and sat on the parapet. Cheekily, I decided to scare him a little. “You’re delaying my plans to die.” The undertaker was silent for a moment. Then, I heard him running even more hurriedly before I heard a loud shout. “I never owe anyone anything! Since I took your money, I’m going to be responsible for giving you a proper burial!