Walker Scobell Dad Novels & Stories

Scar spoke in shock. "Didn't you ever wonder why the club took you in so quickly and without a second thought? Your Dad was the President's best friend, that's why Razor and Malia treat you like family... because you almost are, baby." Scar shook his head in surprise, he'd had no idea his father had been Razor's old friend. Razor had never mentioned his dad, not once!

“I don't speak to nobodies.” The dismissal was surgical, absolute. He didn’t look at her. He simply took my hand, his touch, a searing brand against my wrist and pulled me toward the door. But I couldn’t leave without savoring their defeat. In a slow, deliberate movement, I turned my head back. ‘You will crawl back to me after the old man who is nearly your father's age uses you and tosses you aside or worse, kills you and accuses you of going feral as what he did to my mother. Mark my words.’

His black suit accentuated his long legs and added a touch of elegance to his figure. Even in the crowd, he was eye-catching. His tall nose and sculpted features made him look so handsome and younger than his age. He was the envy of many because he looked so handsome that other men paled in comparison to him. He’s no other man than the CEO of S&W Group, Sylvester Walker. Drew’s dad In a distance not far away, half through his phone call to his P.A. about the new jewelry design, Drew heard the voice that he has been accustomed to for five years, calling mommy, and turned on his shoulder.

“Maybe in a minute. You two have fun at Epcot?” “Yeah, we went on a few rides and came back here before it got too hot.” Clayton Kelly had silver hair, and he was in his late sixties. He was the same height as Scott. With the exception of high blood pressure, Scott’s father was in good health. “So, where have you been?” his father asked. “Oh, just running some errands,” Scott said. His father scoffed. “Was one of the errands a woman?” Scott looked out at Clay, who was busy playing battleship with his boat set. “What makes you ask that? I haven’t been interested in a woman in seven years.”

I almost forgot that I still had something crucial to tell her. “If this was all you wanted to say, why drag her all the way here?” Gab asked, confused and in disbelief. “Because the mortal enemy of Skye’s parents was the man she called Uncle George Nahart,” I answered. “I could not avoid thinking they were deceiving her and all of us, all this time.” “What?!” Gab and Skye blurted almost at the same time.

Uncle Donald moved to Mom's side and sighed. "Because Walter faked his death, the media is turning on Ferguson Group. The stock price is already dropping, El. You need to fix this." He turned to me with a stern look. "You almost had us fooled. Even a prank should have limits. Mike, tell your father to come out right now and prove in front of everyone that he's still alive." "Walter used to be the most reasonable person when it came to the bigger picture. How did he become like this?" Mom looked at me with nothing but disappointment in her eyes.

“I don’t need your help Trevor, now back off and as for fucking me? You better keep beating your meat to that thought cuz it’s never happening.” I shove him harder this time and he backs away. “Don’t be stupid Scar, Dad’s a top executive of the Cole group, he goes on that stage with you as his invitee, you’re guaranteed those bonus points.” “OMG, he’s so hot,” I hear someone say from behind me and I turn towards the voice only for my heart to start sprinting.

It was because Kayson did not look like an outwardly strong but an inwardly weak type of person. “Hold on, everyone!” Skyler gave the final word and pulled out his phone. Upon noticing the situation, the impudent young man frowned and said, “Are you really going to make the call, Skyler? Uncle Holden is very busy. You’re going to be scolded by him later for sure.” “It’s fine…” In truth, Skyler was a cautious, meticulous person because his family was not doing so well in Greenspring. Kayson stepped on Fabian and said, “Tell your father that I’m Kayson Yarde.”

I said, “Max and his mate are going through a rough patch. Well, not really a patch. Their entire relationship has been rough. Max is as sour as they come, and he shows no sign of caring for her. They just argue and fight continually. Skye is a pretty tough girl. She doesn’t put up with his bullshit, but it’s exhausting. I love Max, but I can’t even understand the man, so I was hoping you might. You’ve known him a long time.” Mom took a deep breath. “That’s quite the question for a Wednesday afternoon,” Dad said, “Fucking hell.” “Well...” Mom began, “I haven’t known Max since he was young. But I grew up with his father, and I saw how he raised Max. I’m not surprised he’s turned out how he is

Scarlett said so because she had heard from Chuck how big and powerful Crawford’s business was. “Yeah, very disappointed. Well, just joking. My dad’s actually been very nice to me. Since it’s all about my mom’s choice and she’s living perfectly well now, I don’t have much to hate about him. But it looks like it’s much harder for you to move on.”