Novel & Cerita Aaron Judge Dad

--- Meanwhile, back at home, Aaron and Aerial were deep in conversation, huddled together in their room, their eyes filled with excitement. “Aaron, who do you think can help us out?” Aerial asked, her voice low and conspiratorial. Aaron grinned. “I told you, I know someone who can tell us everything about Mom and that Mr. Abel.” Aerial leaned in eagerly. “Who is it?” “Abel’s father! That old man loves me. He even called me his grandson,” Aaron said with a giggle, recalling how Old Bennett had spent the afternoon playing games and laughing with him. His face lit up at the memory.

She looks close to tears. “He’s not but Aaron’s dad is paying the judge to rule against you.” Blake says. “I looked into it when you told me you’re still in court for this shit.” He adds. Craig’s face hardens. “He wanted to do with his granddaughter when she was born but now, he wants her? He hasn’t even met her…” “Then can’t you buy the judge over?” Julliet asks. Kendell shakes her head. “It doesn’t work that way. If they do that, Aaron can turn around and say they did that. They’d both end up in jail. Best guess report the judge for taking bribes or blackmail the judge into do that.” She says.

They couldn't stop touching each other, nor holding any part of each other's bodies. However, they realise their phones might be in danger. When Aaron was about to tuck the phones below him, beneath the cloth as he acted as a shield to it, there was an unread message from his mother. He covers his phone from the rain to read, [Aaron... Your father is no more. He passed away this afternoon. Please come home, son. I'm scared.]

I grinned in response, but that soon dropped when I saw my dad eyeing Aaron up and down. "Who's the girl?" He asked, nodding his head towards Aaron. This wasn't going to end well. Aaron stood frozen, his eyebrows raised. He looked around to see if my dad was referring to anyone else, but when no one came into view he turned around, a puzzled look on his face. "Er, I'm a dude." He stated, splaying his arms out and giving his own body a once over. Dad scoffed in return, eyeing Aaron up and down again.

We talked… about our marriage. I tilted my head. Me: What did you two talk about? He swallowed and scratched the back of his neck. Why the hell was he nervous? Aaron: The good news is… your dad’s very happy with the marriage and the show. He said a lot of good things. I shrugged. My dad’s been whipped for Aaron ever since he found out he was the best student in his college. So it wasn’t a surprise that anything Aaron did made him proud. At least we know he’s convinced—and my shares would be mine anytime soon.

I just refused. "Aaron, Think like the businessman it's your dream project. He is one of the biggest investors. So, take your time to decide." Dad said. Dad is a businessman he knows how to talk at the table. "Dad declines them I am not going to change my decision," Aaron said Dad didn't say anything. "Aaron, Just--" "Please Dad, I don't want to be like you and mom" When I said Dad's expression changed. " I just leave it up to you Aaron, I know you're more than capable to know what's Good for you and what's good for the company," He said and left.

Myra consoled a little bundle in her arms. "I heard her while talking on her phone," Aaron argued but Myra cupped his face and whined, "Sssshhh... stop Crying. I'm here and look at me, I'm fine." "You are lying, she was about to slap you, I will tell my Dad everything," Aaron remarked innocently. "Dad..." Myra whispered incoherently. She thinks, "Who is his Dad? I neither met his father nor mother. If Aaron is family, then where are his parents? Nobody met me"

He ended the call with a chuckle. Aaron was another childhood friend who grew up to be a splendid lawyer. He was the son of Grandpa D’s lawyer. He was also the head of a major law firm and the person who helped me prepare my divorce as meticulously as possible. If Aaron was involved, things ought to go smoothly. Or so I thought.

“Aaron is in jail Dad and he will be there for the rest of his life. No one will harm her, Mimi and I won't let them.” “You don't know how the world is if you think a rich man can stay in jail for the rest of his life unwillingly.” “There are known rich people in jail Dad,” I said, “Aaron isn't coming out anytime soon.” “I'm getting to you soon, so stay out of this.” “You know I won't.” “I don't just get why you want to raise a child without a male figure around.” What the fuck? “Dad, she'll come see you every weekend.”

Aaron went back into the courtroom after talking with Adele who denied all that he asked, he stood beside his friend who stared at the judge talking to him. “I won’t say it’s fair to you Judge Joseph. You know what they are trying to do, you know how this person troubles your friend till his death bed” Maria said for the judge to sigh. “ I know, I know Albert's son is not smart enough to carry the company that’s why I gave him a trial without allowing the board members to choose. I hope you are getting better son” he looks at Harden who nods. “Excuse me,” Aaron said walking away from them and after a few minutes of picking up his ringing phone, he walked back towards them.