Zak Catchem Parents Novels & Stories

As he walked into the hall, flashes of his parents being brutally murdered by the Luposians crossed his mind, causing him to clench his fists. *** A young man by the name of Zack could feel the courage his family brought him as he entered the exam hall in Cawthorn County. Unlike the others, Zack was from the Charltons of Northrive. His family ran a large business, and their family was one of the strongest families, even when Chase was in control. Since little, Zack was used to going through life with a golden spoon. He once dreamed of filling his life of wealth with excitement. But a few years ago, Adrian secretly arranged for him to be sent to South Navia upon seeing how much he despised ev

A whole family—reunited in the same fate. “I’ll take care of this,” Zac volunteered. “Her parents work in Haven State. Even if they move to another province, I have connections. Getting them laid off is easy. The tricky part is figuring out how to make them ‘willingly’ leave the country.” To him, Emma was nothing more than a classmate he never cared about. If it weren’t for Justin, he wouldn’t have even spared her a glance. And now, she had spent money to hire someone to kill his wife’s sister.

They walked across a small courtyard to get to the main hall. Zac's grandfather had six sons and two daughters. The eldest one died at an early age, and the second, who was Zac's father, took over the family business and became the new head of the family. The other sons and the eldest daughter were not there at the moment. Some of them were abroad, while some were in other cities. As for Zac's grandmother, she spent most of her time in Switzerland with Zac's grandfather because of her asthma. At present, Zac's parents, the third son of Zac's grandparents, and Marci's family were all living in their family's house.

"Please, Liza, sit down. You should treat Zachary as an old family friend." I remained standing, my posture demure on the surface but utterly resistant. Did my father truly not understand how inappropriate this was? How it disregarded all pack propriety? "I prefer to stand, Father," I said quietly. James Morgan sighed, finally recognizing my stubborn refusal. He redirected the conversation, his tone becoming nostalgic. "Did you know, Liza, that Zac and our family have a long history? When your mother was pregnant with you, young Zac—he couldn't have been more than five or six—made a jest that he would mate the baby girl if there was one."

Celine also understood now Zack's kindness was inherited from his mother. After finishing dinner, Zack's parents left the couple on the terrace. They allowed Zack and Celine to chat alone. From the beginning, Zack's parents had wanted their son to get married, starting two years ago. "Are you happy?" Zack asked, looking at the woman beside him. "Yes. I'm really happy. Your mom is a delightful person." "My mom is like that. She easily connects with people." "I initially thought that your mom wouldn't accept me because I'm not as wealthy as you, but it turns out I was wrong."

He nudged Zachary's arm. "Bro, honestly, are you from the big city too? I can tell by your manner - you're definitely not from West Ridge." Zachary replied coolly, "I'm from East Coast. My family wanted me to go into business, but I didn't like it, so I ran away." "Bro, consider this your home! Come whenever you want - there's always a hot meal waiting." Charlie said enthusiastically, inwardly excited. This was perfect - if he treated Zachary well, Zachary would help him win money gambling.

I said "Someone who wants the truth to come out." "You and I know that's not who you are," Zac said. His voice was very calm as if he was in thought. I did not answer immediately. I picked up my coffee and took a sip even though it had gone cold. "My father worked for the Hill family," I said and Zac’s eyes became interested. "As their driver." And his face changed as understanding dawned in his eyes. "Your father was James Lake," he voiced out. "Yes," I said. Zac put his head in his hands.

Zachary chuckled softly and sat beside Joey, looking at Emily lying on the bed. He said gently, "My parents passed away early, and my grandparents raised me. The year they left, I fell seriously ill both physically and psychologically." Joey bit on her straw without saying a word. "People always say men don't cry easily, but at that time, I couldn't get over it. I cried every day like a girl," Zachary confessed after having long since forgotten the sadness of losing his parents.

They laughed and reminisced about the breathtaking sights from the cruise ship, ones I'd never have the chance to see. I stood there quietly as my sister, Anne Seymour, started complaining, "Is Zach still not back? I'm starving. I thought dinner would be ready the second we got home." Mom frowned and called my name a couple of times, but of course, no one answered. "He's gone again? The residential treatment center was let out two days ago, wasn't it? "Who even raised him? Everyone else in this family knows how to behave, but he's turned out to be some useless country bumpkin. All he ever does is goof off with those thugs."

To have their rest and wait for Justin to finish his surgery, they stayed at the huge private suite. Zack's friends remained nervous around the five men and with his father. They all looked scary serious, giving them the creeps. Especially for witnessing the way they snap necks earlier at school. Even Zack's papa has a dark chilling aura around him. "These are my uncles, uncle Max, uncle Dex, uncle Lucas, uncle Vasti and uncle Zen, they are my dada's friends" Zack introduced his father's friends.