Novel & Cerita Why Wasn't Audrey In Descendants 2

He wondered if he had done the right thing. Audrey sauntered back to join the others, her veins coursing with nothing short of anger. She couldn't believe her father had humiliated her like that in the presence of a stranger. Sure, Chairman Sanchez was their family friend, but still, that didn't give Elon the right to talk about private matters like that. Speaking of rights, Audrey was still surprised that her father had denied her of her fortune rights. Before they flew back to her home country, her mother had reassured her that she was still very much eligible to reclaim her inheritance. Audrey knew that was the only way she could enact an outstanding revenge on Theodore, but now, her fath

While making her way around the room, talking to one group of folk and then others, Audrey was uncomfortably aware of a pair of blue eyes watching her every move. Most people had plates of Amy’s delicious buffet in their hands by now but, although Anthony had wandered off into the dining room, she knew James Mayer had not budged from his stance by the door. “Who is Maxim de Winter type Dad’s been talking to?” As Audrey joined the group consisting of Anthony’s children and their partners and his wife, it was Clarice, Anthony and Gillian’s youngest daughter, and the only child still unattached, who spoke.

Gazing upon the bluish-purple bruises that stained her once pristine skin, tears flowed from my eyes until my heart could weep no more. Then came the day of Audrey's funeral—a somber occasion amidst a sea of mourners shedding both genuine tears and feigned sorrow. Amidst the facade, I found solace in Audrey's diary, a glimpse into her innermost thoughts. With ravenous curiosity, I devoured each word, page after page, driven by a desperate need to understand why Audrey had been led astray. As I closed the diary, my father relented, consenting to the cremation of Audrey's remains. The flames engulfed her physical form, and amidst the fiery blaze, I caught a fleeting vision of Audrey. Her smile

“You’re Audrey Castellan, the fiancée of Sage San Fernando. Who would dare touch you there?” She grinned at what Dad said. “Oh right… I’m also Don Carlos’s daughter,” she teased with a wink. “Hahaha!” Audrey leaned over and hugged Dad. “Thank you, Papa,” she said warmly. I still can’t imagine how Audrey managed to melt Dad’s sternness. He’s always been strict, always serious. But ever since Audrey came into our lives, she brought light and joy to this mansion. And it’s all because of her. “There’s something important I need to tell you, Sage,” Dad said seriously.

AVA: The next morning, I woke up to a splitting headache. I must have stayed up so late thinking and crying, that nature decided to punish me. Someone knocked on my door and I drowsily went to open the door. "What are you doing here?" I asked on seeing Audrey. If she had a little shame and decency, then she wasn't supposed to show her face in front of me again. "I came to return this to you. You no longer exist in Damien's life anymore." She said and I watched her throw the marriage bracelet at me.

Death was only mercy. “Ah, of course,” Coulson prompted. “There’s still one you can’t seem to acquire, Gabriel.” “Their mansion in Glendale,” Dylan said, nodding. “It doesn’t belong to the Hopkins.” “It belongs to Audrey’s mother,” I murmured. “But why did you bring this up?” “It’s possibly connected,” Duke agreed. “It’s going to be passed on to Audrey Hopkins, but Edward Hopkin’s mistress Cecile Humphrey stole the title and pawned it to a rather young businessman named Charles Scott.”

“Aurora - ” “Wait, I’m almost done. When we made landfall there were just seven of us left. Stefan and I, along with four female descendant children, and one Scythian women. She wanted to take care of us, but emotionally she was broken. She lost her husband back on the plain and her only child had died aboard the ship. When we disembarked, she disappeared leaving us to fend for ourselves. I was twelve that year and Stefan was just ten. The other girls were even younger, and we were all alone in a new country, a new world, so we quickly became a family. After what we witnessed aboard that ship, I made the decision to live as far away from humans as possible. I was the oldest and carried the s

My phone buzzed on the desk, the screen illuminating my uncle’s name. I answered, my tone calm, composed, yet crackling with quiet triumph. “Uncle.” “Isabella.” His voice was a gruff command, carrying the weight of decades of control. “Update me. Is Lucas falling into line? We can’t afford delays.” A slow smile curled my lips. “Uncle, I told you—trust the process. Audrey’s demise is all but certain. Lucas is already being drawn in, questioning her at every turn. Once she’s gone, I will have my peace and his attention will become mine alone.”

"I've been...away with some friends. I didn't think... you'd look for me." Ricky straightened, took some steps away from the door, his eyes on Audrey. "Friends? What friends?" Audrey cast him a slight glance, shrugged. "Friends from school. We met up briefly." Ricky nodded, a suspicious look on his face. He turned and started heading back to the door. He walked in without sparing Audrey a glance. She stared after the door with eyes clouded with sadness. In the next few weeks, this incredibly handsome heir would be her ex. Slowly, she followed him in.

“What about her first adoptive mother?” I asked, curious. Charles pulled out another sheet. “A woman named Meredith adopted Audrey just a few months after she was left at the orphanage.” He handed me the paper. “Meredith was actually one of the employees there. But she died when Audrey was around ten and left next to nothing. They did not have a lot of money, so Audrey received no inheritance, not even any keepsakes.” I let out a little sigh. A dead end.