Walker Scobell Dad Novels & Stories

“Sol will tell you his story once he is ready. As for me, yes, I was part of the McConnell family five years ago. I still have my connection with the family, but I have had no contact with the family since I left. This afternoon, what happened to Carl wasn’t a simple mafia game among the clan. It could be revenge, or they wanted something else.” “Why now?” Jacob shook his head and smiled apologetically to Sabrina for getting her involved in this game. “You know my father, didn’t you?” Sabrina asked. “No,” Jacob sighed. “And if I did, I wouldn’t have convinced you to be Sol’s manager.” There was a truth in Jacob’s answer, and he didn’t know Sabrina’s dad until she met him six years ago. Jacob

she yelled. “I understand everything,” he snapped. “Too well. I know all about your pot smoking. Blake told me all about it.” Scarlet narrowed her eyes, wondering what he was talking about. “You saw Blake?” she asked, surprised. “I did,” he said, “I went to the Wilsons. I saw him and I made it clear that he is never to see you again.” Scarlet reeled at his words. She couldn’t believe it: her dad had gone to the party. He had shown up in front of everyone. He had confronted her ex-boyfriend. How humiliating. Now, she’d never be able to go back to school.

I say. Mrs. Dawson brings me a glass of wine. “Are you back in Eastwood for good then?” I take a sip of wine. “I’m not too sure. My dad has always wanted me to take over his firm, and one of the lawyers there is retiring soon, so it’s kind of good timing to move back permanently and start work.” “Your dad is Joseph Williams?” Scarlet asks. “Yeah, he is.” “He’s a good man,” she tells me with a smile. “He helped us a lot with getting custody over Jackson.”

Even though we may be peaceful, our enemies don't share the same ideals or morals. My dad was the leader of the Scorpions up until a few years ago. He was in charge when your parents met. Both your father and mother worked for my dad. She was a professional hitman, and he was my father's underboss. While working for my father, she mostly sent messages, or collected debts. She didn't kill often, only when necessary.

So, I simply scoff and side-step him. “I’m serious,” Jake insists, blocking my path once more. “Scouts are watching him, coaches are on his back, and his dad?" He lets out a low whistle. “Judging by that look on your face, I’m assuming you’ve met him. But also knowing Tyler, he’s kept the truly horrific part about his dad’s relationship from you.” He leans even closer and whispers. “That man is ruthless when he doesn’t get what he wants.” My stomach churns. Just how much more horrible is Tyler’s father?

“A scapegoat for who?” Her grandfather leaned in, his eyes sharp. “For Chase Walker. The CEO of the Nexaura Company. It was all part of a bigger scheme to cover up Walker’s involvement in the stolen investments. Your father was caught in the middle, and when he refused to take the fall quietly, they destroyed him. They made him the scapegoat.” Evelyn’s heart raced, her chest tightening. “But why didn’t anyone tell me? Why didn’t you?”

my father continued, pulling forward a young man, "is Shane Dawson. He's twenty-five, ambitious, and already making waves in the tech industry." Shane smiled politely, his dark eyes scanning me with measured interest. He was attractive, I'd give him that—tall, with sharp features and a tailored suit that screamed wealth. Before I could respond, my father added, "I've had enough of the Walker family's attempts to have one of you. They had the audacity to send me a lunch invitation to discuss Lucas and you after the embarrassment he caused Daisy. Unbelievable!" I stiffened. He didn't know. Of course, he didn't. The news of my agreeing to a date with Lucas hadn't reached him yet. I wanted to la

I didn’t answer. "Figured," he said. "Listen, I meant to tell you. My dad invited Ethan over last night. Wanted to question him about the scandal between him and Skylar. That guy… he’s something else. Smooth. Slippery. Said the promotion Skylar got was a directive from headquarters. That it wasn’t even his idea." I sat up straighter. My hand clenched into a tight fist on the desk. That scumbag.

Oliver stepped aside for Skyler to hug Jay. They pulled apart again as Jay placed a kiss on her forehead. Then pulled away. "How are you doing?" Skyler nodded. "I'm fine," then she stretched out behind him as if she was looking for something. "Where's Scarlett? Why isn't she here?" "Yes, Dad, where's she?" Oliver chimed in. " I just left her not quite long. She was fine and doing very well," he explained and decided to leave elder quin's fate out of it. He didn't want them to panic and he knew that they would be if he told them that elder Quin was murdered.

His dad was a cop, and his mom used to be a teacher before she couldn’t work anymore. They needed a break. They deserved one. They did their best, and of course, life had to throw curveball after curveball at them. I watched as the scenery flashed by my window. The Walker brothers chatted as we made our way to the hospital, where their mom was. Waylon would look at me periodically and cock an eyebrow at me. I would just shake my head at him. He eventually placed his hand on my thigh and would give me a reassuring squeeze every so often.