Who Is Selena's Real Mom Novels & Stories

Allena-- Selena, her mother Nothelra, and uncle Albert is in jail, Selena's career is flop because of her stunt, also miya is in jail for next six months, because she plant a conspiracy against me also involved in my kidnapping. Now I'm setting in my room, feeding my babies....ahh what a feeling is that to hold your little life's is your arms and feed them. Recently I'm in my brother's house where dad, brother Chris, me and my babies are living.

He wanted to see how her taste would go over with his upper class clientele. Bruce and Trevor showed up to support her. Trevor arrived with a date. Her name was Ava Bartholomew. She was pretty enough to be a model. When Selena had said that to her, Ava laughed and said that she had done some modeling. After talking to Ava, Selena learned she was a young socialite. Her father was a semi-retired stockbroker and her mother lived off her divorce settlement in the Caribbean.

Something dangerous. And Bruce was underestimating her. They both were. Selena moved fast, back to her own office, shutting the door behind her. She pulled out her laptop and opened a private search server. Then she typed it in: Elena Maxwell .. Known aliases, associations, and family background. A minute later, she leaned back in her chair, her expression hardening. She wasn’t who she said she was. And Selena would find out who she really was. *** Meanwhile, deep in the countryside of Seville,

Her trembling finger pointed directly at Adrian. "Don't touch that monster!" My eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" She stopped several feet away, struggling for breath. "My name is Selena Cole." I stilled. Ariel's mother. For months, she had existed only in reports—a name on paper, a shadow in conversations. Now she stood before me. Small. Fragile. Just human. And somehow, she had given birth to the woman who had thrown my entire family into chaos. Her eyes filled with fresh tears.

"I'm yet to talk with her. I'm not sure if she'll agree or not." "Don't worry, she will." .................................................. Selena just came home to meet her mom and told her about all this. It hurt Selena after hearing her answer. Not even hurt, she was furious at her. "You can't leave this job, Selena. We have a financial crisis already. Not in any case you can leave such a job for just a shitty contest." "Shitty contest?" It hurt her badly. She didn't expect her mom to discourage her. She said whatever came to her mind without even thinking twice.

They gave her the strength to live, the courage to undergo plastic surgery and lived a brand new life. They were her biggest support system that made her the woman she was, an entrepreneur and an amazing mother to her children. Selena Ashford had defied all odds before, she wouldn’t let Alexander come and ruined her life again. Yes, she would never let Alexander take away her babies from her. “Mama looked sad when I mentioned Mr Lancaster earlier, I suggested he be her husband and she immediately tensed up and declined him.” Hazel told her brothers. “Mom said she was in love with Dad before he died so I'm guessing that's why she was sad when you said it” Henry replied.

He said, pacing around the room impatiently. “Silas? Calm down and talk to mom Zane?” She didn’t quite grasp what he was talking about. “Silas Vane mom, the loan shark.” He replied, gritting his teeth. Silas Vane! That name brought shivers to Mrs. Miller’s body, she felt a cold run down her spine just remembering his face. “He took Selena's mom, it’s been over two hours.” Mrs. Miller’s skin crawled at the thought of that but Selena had made her choice when she left them to suffer that night. Why should she feel something for her?

They moulded her face to make her look so different even Her sister and Dad couldn't recognize her. She looked radiantly beautiful as ever. But something died inside her... Her humor and pride... She was so ashamed of herself... She was so gullible back then, people like Sophia took advantage of her and humiliated her. She was so young and stupid to have trusted people so much. But that was all in the past... Selena Davi had died and everyone thought she was dead of course. And a new person had replaced her.... Vealeen Bianca. Yes, her father had bought a new apartment for her to live in when she returned so that she could live alone as a normal, common citizen.

“Move him.” “Enough,” Kara said sharply. “We’re not doing this now.” Selena took a shaky breath. “The Bishop is my blood.” The words sucked the air from the room. “He tracked his lineage obsessively after taking power,” she continued. “Anyone connected to him. Anyone with potential. My mother tried to hide me. She died giving birth.” Silence pressed in. “He took me in,” Selena said. “Trained me. Watched me. Controlled everything.” Caleb turned slowly to look at her. “Selena…”

I said pertaining to the deal with another mining company that was supposed to be inked but Selena decided to be a party pooper and deliberately cut off the negotiation. My mother forgave her saying that she has reasons but I'm not buying any of it. I may not care a lot about our company as long as I have my monthly allowance but I care about my mother even though I don't show it much. I know how much she loves the company. She has dedicated all her life in nurturing and growing the Buenaventura Group of Companies. After dad died a couple of years ago, she fell into depression. Managing the company has become her saving grace. So I know better. I know how to recognize a pretender and I know