Who Is Carlos's Dad In Descendants Novels & Stories

Carlos uttered bitterly. “What secret?” Gina asked, crossing her hands together. “That I’m the real father of Henry,” He voiced, leaving his mother’s mouth wide in shock. “Oh my Goodness. If you are the father of Henry, that means…” Gina was going to say but her son quickly interrupted. “Yes mother, I’m the man Miriam hates the most because I was the one who had ruined her life!” Carlos said, his mother was too stunned to speak while she wrapped her mouth in shock.

10 YEARS LATER It’s been ten years since the war. Apparently, Carlos was making sense the day we were fighting. He is not related to my father in anyway, for which I am grateful. He is the son of my paternal grandfather’s enemy. My paternal grandfather killed Carlos’ father and carried Carlos away when he was a baby. He raised him but never told him about his true identity, but it seems he found out. He became angry and decided to finish what his father started according to him, but we all know where he ended.

Everything went to Carlos. A cold dread spread through me, chilling me to the bone. It couldn’t be. My parents, who had showered me with love, who had always ensured I had everything I needed, would never leave me with nothing. Carlos was adopted, yes, brought into the family because my mother couldn’t bear a son, in the hope he’d one day run the company. But they would never have disinherited me. Never. Richard, looking even more uncomfortable, excused himself, leaving me alone with the viper. Carlos’s eyes gleamed with a predatory satisfaction.

Alexander added. With a long sigh, Carlos nodded. How could he forget how his father's old friends had looked down on him after his death, claiming he wasn't the role model many thought he was. He said, “I know. I have no regrets. At least I know now that my father never forgot about my future.” “And potentially? He is alive?” Alexander asked. “I don’t know, nor do I want to get my hopes up for a mere signature comparison,” Carlos said. While the two good friends were discussing what to do with the stocks in Manuel Ronaldo’s name, Kendra, Alexander’s girlfriend, was up in one room, calling a dear friend.

Jack’s body tensed immediately. "Carlos," Jack said, his tone cautious. "What are you doing here?" Carlos’s face was hard, his eyes cold. "I’m here about Hades," he said bluntly. "I know you were working with Dean Hooper and your father before they died, trying to take down Hades." Jack’s jaw clenched at the mention of his father. "What of it?" "I want in," Carlos said, stepping closer to Jack’s desk. "I want to work with you to kill Hades."

I can easily plant a spy in your mansion to slit her throat in her sleep with just a word, so don't test me,” Carlos threatened. “If you try to hurt my daughter, I swear to God, I will kill you…” “Save your threats, brother, and get me what I want. Or your daughter pays the price,” Carlos said just before hanging up. His last sentence caused Christian to toss his phone away and dash back towards the house, just to make sure Caroline was okay and wasn't in any danger. . . . "I didn't know your father had a kid," Sylvia said to the young girl. "That's because he doesn't tell his whores everything about himself," Caroline replied.

"Someone has information about Sophia, so we set up a meeting with him." "Oh...good," Carlos said happily. "What does he know about Sophia, did he say she is dead?" "I got to the venue and discovered he is my...my…" "Your what?" Carlos asked. "Should I call him dad?" "Oh...my...god…! You've found your dad?" Carlos screamed and threw himself back on the chair. "This is not funny at all, Carlos." "What does he look like, you? Because I know Sophia very well, you are nothing like her. Apparently, you took after your dad."

Not seeing Melissa and her children or any of her supporters here means she doesn't have a hand in this. Carlos, a stern man with graying hair and a deep frown, sat among them. But immediately our eyes locked, Carlos gave me that creepy and annoying smile. I can't believe he could still act like that after planning to oust me out. Does he think that I had no idea that he was the one behind this? He was one of the most strong opponents of my new position, believing that he should have been given the position. Like it’s his birthright. Yeah I hear the story of how grandfather handed the Empire to my father instead of him as uncle Carlos was actually the firstborn. Grandfather said that he fore

“Does he have a name yet?” “No… Dad keeps refusing to even acknowledge him, so me and Olly have just been taking turns feeding him, and things.” I can’t even begin to know what Carlos must be feeling. “How is Carlos?” Stupid question really, I mean, he had just shifted, killed his mate, found out he was a father, and then got his only daughter back. “Hes as good as he can be… He’s gone to the gardens. Said he liked the fresh air.” She stated with a shrug before going back to staring at the baby in my arms.

Grandpa Carlos said, grinning. "What business? " I asked, confused. He rolled his eyes at me while the other chuckled. "My business, of course, and Jayson." "What? " I asked, surprised. "Why me? Lyza is Uncle Jayson's daughter. She should be the heiress. " "Lyza is your wife. Of course, you two will manage our business, and Mara's next child will join you both after he/ she graduates. The three of you will manage our business even in the end. Lyza will not be your wife. You are family, Gian."Grandpa Carlos said, and my eyes brimmed with tears instantly.