Diggy Simmons Daughter Romane & Geschichten

The woman nodded and did as Jim ordered. This woman's face was also charred and mutilated beyond recognition. "Are you Quentin's daughter too?" Jim asked, frowning. The woman shook her head. "No, I'm not. How can I possibly…be Mr. Simms' daughter? Only Char—only the girl next to you is Mr. Simms' daughter."

Simon suddenly said with a faint smile. "You're not stupid." "?" His back stiffened and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning! For a moment, his teeth and mouth seemed to be stuck together. She couldn't say a word. Simon leaned on the back of the chair with one hand and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Nafang's daughter is congenitally lacking. Because of this, no one will doubt it. You have some problems." "I don't understand..." "No, you understand." Simon sneered. "You're amazing. Even I was deceived by you! Everyone!"

Simon reassures me. "Thanks, bro," I said. I was truly grateful for my brother. "Oh, by the way, why don't you call Olivia Erickson once in a while?" Simon probed me for information. Olivia Erickson, the spoiled brat daughter of Eugene Erickson, who is our father's former partner and a friend. She has been after my ass for years, but I have no interest in her. She is the bane of my existence. No matter how many times I rejected her, she would cling to me even harder.

She looked nothing like the ruthless woman she had been moments ago. "It's alright, Dami. I'm here now. Everything's going to be okay." Holding Natalie with one arm, she reached for my hand before turning to look at Jody and Henry. With a cold and deadly expression, she snarled, "How dare you harm my husband and my daughter? Do you have a death wish?" As Jody struggled to her feet, she shouted weakly, "You can't do this to me, Aunt Ivy! I'm your niece—and a member of the Simmons family! Simmons Corporation will belong to me sooner or later!"

Asked my father. " Ummm... Dad, sir meet, Adam Wilson the owner of this hotel and he is my best friend. He is also getting married tomorrow morning here along with us. She is his sister Betty Wilson. Eva is her daughter. And she is Simmi's best friend. Adam, he is my dad and mom. And they are Simmi's parents. " I said. Adam was glaring at me. Simmi's mom was looking at Adam and the boys with curiosity. Then she compared me with the boys any one could say without a DNA test that the boys were Adam's sons.

“Mom!” Miranda couldn’t believe her ears. “Did the fireworks blow your wits out of your brain? Charlotte Simmons is the daughter of that old tramp, Kourtney Kleinman. She’s the little tramp whom you’ve been trying so hard to remove from our home, and you’re calling her your daughter-in-law?” Annalita shot Miranda a glare. “Mimi, I’ve taught you from a young age never to talk about someone behind their back. Why are you bad-mouthing her over and over again?”

He knew Julian was well aware that Diana not only didn't die, but also gave birth to her children. "Betty’s my daughter," Simon said. "Julian, why are you doing this?" When Julian, sitting across Simon and looking down on the latter, heard those words, he felt as though someone had struck him on the head with something hard. Simon's daughter... Simon and Diana's daughter... Thinking about his foolish actions with the little girl just now, Julian wanted to throw her out right there and then! And yet, he couldn't.

Isabella was only 16 when her father died. She was a mess. She wouldn’t eat, she couldn’t sleep. In short, she couldn’t do anything, she could only think of her father and nothing else. Her life was completely upside down by the sudden dismissal of her father.

Paige's eyes drifted round the room and rested on a picture of young Simon with his father. "You look just like your father." She complimented with a wide smile while pointing at the picture. "Thank you, but I'm afraid my father might be a much better man than I am." He replied. Paige chuckled, trying to think of what Kentley Senior would say about his son asking a full grown woman to be his fuck mate. Her thoughts were interrupted by Simon who took her feet again and this time without warning, sucked on her toes allowing her no time to escape. "Mhmm," a little moan escaped her lips before she could hold back

Simone's pov She would hit me when Dad wasn't looking, forgot to feed me and was always holding a phone or a mirror in her hands. It didn't take long before Dad finally realized her true colors and she was sent packing from our house, but not before signing a huge sum of money from dad's account into hers by forging his signature.