Who Is Sophie Foster's Dad Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alessio brought out the DNA paper and handed it to her. He picked it. I wonder what kind of brain cells my children had. Definitely not one for children but adults. "I don't understand." Bianca said, a scowl on her face. "Damien Struck? As in the Damien Struck that controls the whole country, who are we talking about here. I thought it was a Grey?" She asked, dropping the paper on her table. Indeed the bartender had called him Grey that night. "Grey Gary is Papa's assistant." Alessio said, looking between me and her Aunty.

Sophia said as she walked up to me taking my hands in hers, "because from the day you guys walked into my life and made Athena's life better, i swore to myself that I would take care of all of you like my own to the best of my ability, so don't worry Austin you don't have to carry this burden alone and if he is not good enough for you we can always send him on his way, you don't need him" "You don't have to worry Sophia about him lying that he isn't my dad, he looks like me, so we're definitely related," I said as I smiled at her, she was do cute when she is worrying about something "Honey I'm not even bothered about that for now, what I'm trying to say is that he might be your father but is

Both looking completely different from the people she knew through old stories and faded memories. Yet the caption remained unchanged. Unforgiving. Absolute. Sophia's biological father: Adrian Cole. Ama looked up. Arthur Kane was watching her. Quietly. Carefully. As though waiting for her reaction. "No." The word escaped her lips automatically. Arthur didn't argue. "No?" Ama shook her head. "That's impossible." The old man sighed. "I expected that response." Silence filled the chamber. Ama's heart pounded so hard it hurt. Adrian.

I might have ruined my mother’s plans of taking over the Caddel’s company but that didn’t make the pains I went through over the years disappear, the abuse and torture I went through while she was still married to my father yet I didn’t want her to leave but she did leave, the suffering afterwards was unbearable especially after my father fell ill, all those pains was right there in my heart and I had to live with it. “Sophia..” my mother repeated looking shocked, her jaw dropped, she took a proper glance at me from the crown of my head down to the sole of my feet. “Surprised?” I asked raising both brows. Riley and everyone in the office looked so confused. “What is going on here? Your name

Emily spoke gently and respectfully, which Alex found pleasing. "Emily, you're so polite. Looks like Mrs. Morgan taught her daughter well." "I'm not related to Mrs. Morgan by blood. I was raised by my foster father and uncle. Mrs. Morgan is my foster father's ex-wife who later remarried Mr. Morgan." Alex paused, "Oh, I see now..." "Yeah, my foster father's not in good health. He's been in hospital since his surgery. I had nowhere else to go. Mr. Morgan works at Taylor Group, his daughter and I are friends, so he let me stay his house."

Lacking all sorts of emotions. “What is the news?” Arthur asked immediately he reached Sam. Sam has access to Arthur's home because Arthur, after Sam had agreed to help him, said he could stay in his mansion before leaving for Maryland. “I found out something about the Fosters. Do you know Khloe was once a Foster? Then her father in-law died and Ethan Foster, his supposed son and Khloe ex-husband divorced her,” Sam said, spilling the information he had on them but to his surprise, Arthur didn't seem bothered by the piece of information.

Sophie's eyes darted to me, and she explained, her voice trembling and scared, "She's a friend, Dad. Charlotte." I sat there dumbfounded and shocked. This man was Sophie's dad? The man's gaze narrowed, his eyes filled with anger and disgust. "How dare you bring strangers into our home," he spat, his voice rising in anger. Sophie took a step back, her eyes wide with fear. "Dad, please..." But the man looked annoyed and irritated. He took a step closer, his towering frame looming over Sophie. "Where is my lunch?" he demanded, his voice cold and hard.

She knew Sophie was alive but had no idea she had brought back a child. 'Based on Father's partiality to Sophie, he'll undoubtedly transfer all his equity in Carlson Group to the child, effectively giving everything to Austin. How could this happen?!' "Nonsense! That child is 100% Cedric's!" Jeff snorted coldly, his tone unusually firm. Sophie was the one he had watched grow up since childhood, so he understood her character inside out. Even if Cedric had broken her heart, she would not hastily throw herself into someone else's arms, let alone Austin.

For locking her in the room and giving her a hard time. There was a portion also that talks about Sophie. He wrote about her that she was adopted, but he love her like her own daughter and I admired dad for that. He asks me not to treat Sophie indifferently. Give her what she deserve and make her life easier. She’s part of the family. I wish Sophie can read this. After what she did, she would be ashamed of herself. Dad wrote how much she loved us and a copy of the original copy of his last will was attached to it.

Oliver urged me with his eyes to speak. I moved closer to Sophie and touched her back. "Honey," I cleared my throat. "What if I told you Mr. Moreno is your dad?" "Like my real daddy?" Sophie asked with wide eyes, looking from me to Oliver and back to me. I nodded and flashed her a small smile. "I will like that. My friends in school here thought I he was my daddy and they stopped taunting me about a daddy and I wished it was true," her voice became lower at the last words.