Who Is Sophie Foster's Dad Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alexander's POV I looked at my father, trying my best to hide my annoyance. How many times can we go back to the subject I was not too fond of? Why they can't they let me live my life the way I want? " Seriously, Dad? This again?" I asked, shaking my head. " Yes, son, this again." He replied coldly. Maxwell Foster was a tough man who built his empire and ruled it with an iron fist. He never gave up, no matter what.

Reynolds had left in charge, and asked, "Hello, we are here to enroll my daughter in your school. Which one of you is Mr. Reynolds?" Sophie gave him a once-over and replied tightly, "Are you Jovie Cole's parent?" "Yes, I'm her father. My name is Liam Cole," Liam replied, nodding. Sophie frowned at this and glanced at him once more, then muttered to herself, "How interesting. How can a family who gets by with a scooter possibly have the audacity to enroll their child in our school? Don't they know how prestigious our school is?"

she said softly, placing the milk on the table. Xoan seemed to know what she would say and asked, "What do you want to say?" "I'm not trying to stop you from being with Yaslyn. It's just… Ah!" She sighed deeply, lost in thought. "You know, your father had a first love when he was young..." "What does that have to do with Yaslyn?" Sophie saw his confusion and continued, "Your father's first love was Yaslyn's mother! Do you understand? She could be your half-sister!"

Older brother Jared Mark Johnson. So far, nothing is screaming anything out of the ordinary. Perfect family life and upbringing. Sophie attended school every day. Sophie was a dancer and took part regularly in competitions all over the country. The family wasn’t even in debt. Her dad owned his own business. Her mom was a teacher and worked at the same school her kids attended. Previous address, now that is interesting. Sophie used to live on the other side of the country. I read through the file when I turn the page and my heart drops.

Then, quietly: “From your family.” Silence dropped like a guillotine. Alex blinked. “What?” Vito stood slowly, his face unreadable. “Sophia’s father was Salvatore Romano. He ran contracts for the Vitali family. Until he was executed—on my orders.” The words hit like bullets. “She was a child,” Vito continued. “We let her live. Carlo placed her in foster care overseas. He monitored her. Made sure she didn’t come back with blood in her eyes.”

' I said within myself. "Ohh…. Hahaha….well……." "Dad! Mummy forgot. She's behaving like she's aging." Sophia said while staring deeply at Jeff. Jeff is now Sophia's newfound Dad. I figured out that other kids would bully her if she doesn't come from a complete family….. so all through the time that she was growing up…. I made her call my brother's Dad. Besides, when she's of age, I'll explain things to her properly. "I didn't forget Jeff!" I deny it because Jeff doesn't like my forgetful attitude.

Sophie's dad said, "Take things easy, she won't be so stupid and allowed that to happen In his father's house, I will talk to her, she will bring him for proper Introduction" Sophie's mom said, "If It's the same guy, I won't be available" Sophie's dad said, and he sat on the sat on the bed later lying down on the bed, but couldn't sleep, Meanwhile, Sophie stood up and hold Kelvin, and he knows what Sophie wanted, but he was controlling his feelings and emotions,

“Don't ever feel anything for my dad! Unless you want your life cut short.” “Noted. Roger that! Check! Easy man, he's just a hot man, nothing else.” I release my grip on him, huffing. Fedrick dusts off the invisible lines on his shirt and sniggers. “I wouldn't mind sucking his cock if he gave it to me.” He winks, and I curl my fist, about to hit him, but he rasps conveniently. “I know where you can take refuge until your father stops searching for you.” My hand lowers. I peer at him in thought.

Gould Group had just released a statement declaring me the successor of the company as well as announcing that I was taking over the company's offshore holdings. It turned out that Dad had already planned everything beforehand. Someone immediately started shouting, "Congratulations on having such a stellar daughter, Mr. Gould!" "Congratulations to you, Ms. Gould!" As soon as everyone left, Dad asked me, "Sophie, how do you want to deal with those two?" Sneering, I replied, "Ours isn't the only family they offended… Let's just kick them out. They'll be reaping the consequences of their actions." Dad understood what I meant. He swiftly informed Gould Group that no further aid would be given to

For the past 18 years, Sophie had sent her daughter to my house under the pretense of being too busy with work to care for her own child. Sophie's busy work schedule, however, did not seem to stop her from visiting Julie every evening. If anything, she spent more time with my daughter every day than her own, so much so that even my husband, Andrew, could not help but remark, "If I didn't know better, I'd think Julie is Sophie's child instead of the other way round." I watched as Sophie helped Julie put on the dress she had bought, then made her twirl in circles as she crooned, "You're absolutely gorgeous, Julie! The most stunning little girl I've ever seen! Your godmother loves you, Julie, a