Novel & Cerita When Does Stiles Dad Find Out

Stephen seemed pleased, his smirk so evident. “It’s fine, Mr. Steel,” I stammered quickly, giving Damian a pointed, pleading look. I prayed he got it and listened to me. “Brenda is right. Stephen and I… we’re together tonight. We were just having a little arguement.” “Yeah, exactly. I don’t know why your dad is acting this way.” “What way?” Brenda asked, surprised. I held Stephen and dug my nails in his arms, he winced to my satisfaction.

Aldrich grumble, and I could tell he was connecting the dots. He could figure out that it was his son who had messed me up. The person who pushed me to him. “So you were the reason…” He trailed off, and I bit my lower lip, hoping that he does not continue. “What, Dad?” Vincent asked, obviously pushing his dad to the limit so that he could spill the beans. “You are the heartless jerk that…” I gasped at his words, my mind spinning. Before I could step back, my foot slipped, and the door suddenly swung open. I lost my balance and stumbled forward.

"She must have hidden my son away in a cellar! You need to locate his phone or search her place..." "Found him." The senior officer suddenly interrupted Dad's rant. His tone turned rather weird, filled with an indescribably heaviness and even sympathy. "Are you Joshua's parents?" The officer stood up, looking at them with a complex expression on his face. "Yes! I'm his dad!" Dad exclaimed, straightening up, thinking that the police had found my whereabouts. "Did you find him? Where is he?" The officer sighed. Instead of answering Dad directly, he picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.

“I can’t sit here and do nothing.” The doctor raised his hands, his voice soothing. “Ma’am, I understand how you feel, but you need to rest. We’ll do everything we can for your father.” As he left the room, I let out a shaky breath and took my father’s hand. It was cold, unfamiliar. “You’re coming back to me, Dad,” I whispered, my words both a promise and a plea. The phone on the side table buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I grabbed it and saw a message from Elowen: Have you checked the news? Your husband’s ready to destroy the Roy family.

“Dear Mike, you don’t know me. But I am your Dad. I missed you a lot. I didn’t contact you these years because I wanted to become the most powerful person in the country. After so much hard work, i have achieved my goals. I Know you won’t believe me. You will have so many questions. I will answer all your questions once I am back. I have kept my eyes over you all these years. Don’t worry son. Dad is here to take care of you. I am sending you 10 million dollars in your account for your basic needs & treatment of Nani. I have also attached my phone number. Call me if you need more money anytime. See you.” Michael was stunned. He couldn't stand anymore & sat on a chair. He just couldn’t believe

Alex and I don't even have the same dad. After finding out that we were not biologically his we both felt that dad would side with you no matter what because you were his." "That would never happen." "We didn't know at the time. Now knowing the truth we realize that even though dad loved you he was not willing to lose any of us." "Guys, I should tell you dad already knew." "What do you mean that dad already knew about me and Alex not being his." After dad found out about Alex he confronted mom and she admitted there was a chance you were not his Linda. He told me all of this after Tristan proposed because if mom showed up he didn't want me shocked.

“When she watched it, she saw your dad having sex with a young girl in a hotel room.” Stefan fell silent with shock and sadness. “No! It can't be! This must be a mistake. My dad would never do that!” he said. His eyes filled with tears. “I can't believe it either. But it's true. I've watched it. The man really is your father,” his uncle said sadly. Tears rolled down Stefan's cheeks. It breaks my heart to see him cry. My cell phone suddenly rang. I took it out of my bag and checked it. Beth called me. I then stood up from the chair and walked away from them while answering the call.

Dominick asked as Paxton shrugged. They went through the files and found Stiles’s recent killings. Somehow Dominick froze upon seeing his birthday. The day and year when Lord Stiles’s wife died unexpectedly. He picked it up and all of them were silent. There’s a small flat phone and somehow, it turns on and there it plays. Uncle Stiles in his tuxedo, strangling his wife. “You sl*t! I will fucking kill you! You won’t have the throne, but my children will. Useless piece of shit!” He even spat on her face while the woman was struggling to breathe until he broke her neck. Instead of remorse~~there’s craziness in his eyes.

’ However, to his surprise, the little one turned back before he got on the luxury black car and left a meaningful glance even though it just stayed for a second. “Get in.” Said the man. The door closed quickly and the car was soon nowhere to be seen, leaving the two standing silly in the rain. "Damn this man! Who the hell does he think he is. How could he be so cold even to his own son? Is that boy truly his son? I would rather die if I had such a dad like him."

"Max, if Ace contacts you, please have him call me. We need to talk." "You know something," I said, my voice rising despite my efforts to stay calm. "Something happened and you know what it is. Tell me." "I can't..." "Tell me!" I was shouting now, not caring who heard me. "He's missing, he missed the most important practice of his life, and you're saying you can't tell me what's going on? What the hell happened?" "Max, please, just—if you hear from him, have him call me." Mr. Stiles's voice cracked slightly. "I'm sorry. I can't... I need to talk to my son first."