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"He found me. He won't quit until I'm dead." Evelyn's lips drew together in consideration. Then she wheeled, moving over to a bookshelf on the far wall. "Damien always did have a grudge to bear," she said, running her finger along the spines of dusty, old books. Lena's brow wrinkled. "You knew?" Evelyn snorted. "Of course, I knew." She grabbed a book from the shelf. It was heavier than it looked. When she opened it, the removed core revealed a small stack of old photos and a flash drive.

“I was reading children’s stories.” I blinked. “You’re lying.” “I’m not,” he replied, lifting one of the books from the floor and offering it to me. Sure enough, the colorful title read The Curious Wolf Pup and the Moonlight Pond. My lips parted in stunned silence, then curled into a grin I tried—and failed—to suppress. “Seriously?” Nathan rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. When I was young, my dad pushed me hard to become the perfect Alpha. Training, everyday he was relentless. I never had a normal childhood.”

Chapter 521 The Best Surprise "As long as my father is at home, I will let him tell me stories to coax me to sleep." Neal looked at Gemma with envy, "You’re really lucky, Gemma. I envy you having such a good daddy." Neal remembered that his daddy had never been to see him. And then, a look of despair crossed his face. "Exactly. My daddy is the best father in the world!" Gemma tilted her little head proudly, and there was a sparkle of pride in her eyes.

You need to get out there more often - Make some friends , get drunk , smoke weed , do teenage things. Me : As "exciting" as that sounds , I'm quite content reading my books and spending time with you and mom. Dad : I know , I just don't want you to miss out on life darling. Me : I'm not missing out on life dad. I just find happiness in different things. Anyway , I have to go. My chocolate cookies are waiting for me😊 Bye dad I put my phone away , and take out my books. It begins to get hard for me to concentrate on my book because I cant help but think back to what my dad said.

my dad said quietly, placing the notebook into my hands. My breath caught the moment I saw it. “This… this is Doris’s notebook,” I said, my voice tightening. “How did he get it?” “I guess there’s more to it than this,” Dad replied quietly, his eyes darkening as he looked at the notebook in my hands. “Dad,” I said firmly, stepping closer. “I need the truth. Who did this to you? To Mom?” He looked at me. Then he took a slow breath. “We were poisoned…” he began.

“So, Gen, do you mind introducing your friend?” Dad asked me. “Of cause not.” I turned to Dan. “Everyone, this is Dan. My hacker friend. And Dan, this is my dad-” “Mr. Raphael. Of cause.” Dan said smiling politely. “I truly admire you, sir.” “What do you admire about me?” Dad wasn’t smiling back. “Your hard work.” Dan nodded. “Building an empire this huge is not child’s play. So much must have been invested. Energetically, financially…”

someone puked pink on a page and then glued me under it. My dad might be gay. “Aw, look at her little tutu!” I smack my forehead. “Dad! Stop it with the weakness!" “Oh isn't she adorable!” Someone kill me. Please. I sit down with my dad. He stoically sips hot chocolate. I eye the chancla in the corner. I wouldn't put it past him. He's loving—but I didn’t thrive and steal and technically kill without my permit by accident. “You are a natural born leader,” he starts.

Dad was going to lose it, and those words were going to come out of his mouth. Dad’s face went dark. He called my name across the room in front of everyone. “Kellen Avery, get over here.” I walked over still gripping my shirt and tried to explain in a low voice. “Dad, Uncle Ray said he miscounted. He will give it to me later.” “Miscounted?” Dad cut me off. “Everyone else got one except you. What did you do to make yourself so unwelcome? “You are that desperate for a gift card? Do you have any idea how that looks?

I thought Dad was finally going to grieve for me. I thought he would rush over and hold me tight. Excited, I drifted to his side, wanting to nuzzle his arm like a kitten. But what happened next plunged me right back into an icy abyss. After taking a deep breath, Dad screamed at my corpse with all his might, "You little brat! What kind of sick game are you playing up there? Get down here right now!" My body just swayed gently in the freezing wind, unable to respond.

"In his room, you should go get him" "I'm tired" I whined and ambled out from the kitchen and headed up the stairs but reaching my dad's room, I stopped, noticing how the door was wide open with the inside pitch black. I approached. "Dad" I called as I slowly walked into the darkroom. My hand went up in the wall and turned on the switches and the space brightened but I was met with a complete mess with Dad in the midst, passed out without a care in the world with opened bottles of pills scattered everywhere and the disgusting smell of intoxicants filled the air. What was the meaning of this?