Undertaker Son And Daughter Novels & Stories

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

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!

She doesn’t care about me, just my kidney. [She said that if I refused, she’d take the life she’d given me.] Only then did everyone realize my seven appeals had truly been a fight for justice for my wrongfully killed daughter. The livestream’s comment section exploded again. [No way… she was actually murdered?] [That’s awful. She was about to go to university. Her bright future was destroyed.] [My God, the prosecutor’s office and the medical examiner worked together to fabricate the evidence? That’s terrifying.]

I asked, despite knowing what he would say. I hoped he must have found something or someone to bring her back. He was quiet for a long moment before speaking, his voice low. "I'm sorry, kid... We can find a place to bury her and your sister peacefully. Your choice." Bury her. I blinked, the tears coming back. But I spoke. "What about Father?" "He's dead too," Vance said quietly. "A rival enemy. I-I'm just glad you're alright. We're moving to a friend of your dad's to help with damages and things and-"

He was like speechless for a moment before finally finding a word to say. "Herravie Costello the youngest and only daughter of Luscio Costello. The terminator of Sintti Organization who killed numerous people who tried to take down the organization. The person who accept the command from Luscio Costello " he tilt his head while I am furrowing while staring at him. "You kill using that small and delicate yet dangerous hands of yours" Is he mocking me?

Leo looked pissed after he heard what happened. He heard that the guy who committed the murder that night was sentenced and he is behind the bars now. But now, he learned that the man who killed his girlfriend that night is none other than Joshua Anderson's son. "Mr. Anderson would do anything to cover up his son's mistakes. I heard that guy is different. I don't know what's wrong with that guy, but he had been violent before that incident as well. Joshua silenced all the victims with money. Strangely, all the victims were woman and were either his dates or his ex girlfriends" Casper shared everything he knows about Chris.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. “I have associates here in the hospital who owe me huge favors. I have called in all those favors so that you and I might be sheltered here. Here in the hospital, some, like your personal doctor and personal nurse, know that you are Dr. Carl Leighton and I am Mr. X and that J is my son. Once you accompany me outside these walls and begin hunting vampires with me here in Underdenver, you must be my assistant Carl Jones, and you will call me Mr. M, J’s uncle rather than J’s father. Do you understand?”

It wasn’t often he managed to catch Mayne off guard—he was unflappable. “Interesting. I wonder, what could possibly have happened to make you forgo claiming such a lucrative investment?” “Oh, trust me, he didn’t get off scot-free. But in regard to your question, did you know the werewolf has a daughter who was an Omega? Her name is Lucia Salvatore.” “No, sir, I did not. I take it she was the ‘unexpected’ development?”

“Yet, he died in such an unexpected way. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend. It’s just hard to believe how it happened.” I reassured him, “It’s okay.” Lucas then turned the conversation towards the business. “The Cosa Nostra Company is now under your daughter's control. We’ve stopped chasing Alex, but if she steps out of line, she might get caught sooner than you think.” Grandpa Robert's face hardened slightly at the mention of his daughter. “Since she shot me, I’ve let her go. I even stopped Alex from harming her. She’s an adult now; it’s time she faced the consequences of her actions.”

"You need to come home. Your father is dying." He should have said no, and ended the call, or thrown the phone across his pathetic studio apartment, and pretended he had never heard those words. Five years ago, Patriarch Michael Thorne had stood in the grand hall of the family estate and declared his eldest son dead to the Holy Order, dead to God, and dead to the bloodline that stretched back twelve generations of exorcists. Gabriel had been seventeen, broken, and desperate for understanding that never came.