Novel & Cerita The S Class That I Raised

masiglang komento ni Mama, tila kinilig pa. Napaismid ako at muling pinigilan ang sarili na mapasigaw. Pagkatapos ng lunch, nagpaalam na kami. Bitbit ang lahat ng inis sa katawan, sumakay ako sa SUV nang hindi siya nililingon. Nang makaalis na kami sa tapat ng bahay ay saka ko siya hinarap. "You're making me look like a brat! Anong sasabihin ng mga classmates ko, huh? I want to be a real nurse, hindi ‘yung ganito!"

"Sean Barkley, let me make one thing clear. Jon is the only son of the Small family. If anything happens to him, I won't let you—" Before he could finish, Esther nudged his arm. Only then did he realize he had reacted too emotionally. He quickly corrected himself. "Sean, what I mean is, I practically raised Jon myself. It's only natural for me to worry. In the future, if you need to go somewhere, have a driver take you. Don't let Jon drive you anymore." I pried his fingers off my collar, using more force than necessary. William stumbled backward and landed on the floor. "You pushed me!" He then immediately turned to Esther and cried, "Esther, look! He pushed me!"

Christopher's pov Company car in a luxury car dealership. How stupid was I supposed to be? Dante always found a way to spend on me whether I wanted to and for a car, he'd gotten me. This was car heaven. I tried to hide my glee because if he knew this was my weak spot he'd milk it as fuck. I looked around the dealership and saw a Mercedes Maybach S class and knew it was the car I wanted. I looked away hoping he hadn't noticed me looking at it

But it's good how important I was in Selene's life and how firm my grip on her life was. Let's just say that I sometimes get too absorbed into caring for Selene, and Cassie wasn't the type of person I wanted around her. She was way too loud,brazen, and uncultured.And every time we met, she gave me a weird look as if I was an intruder. Selene said she was part of the wealthy class once, but that just further proves the point that money doesn't buy class. I watched the car come to a full stop through the kitchen window. The tires of black jeep have gotten a little dusty from frequent use.I will have to instruct someone to clean that up.

They never could. “She wants you to marry Samantha. A socialite. Someone from your ‘class,’” I said, tears finally breaking free and streaming down my cheeks. “While I am just… what am I? Do I even have a class? Both my parents are dead; I have no legacy. To her, I’m just a shadow in your world.” He stood abruptly, walking over to me and leaning across the metal table to stare down at me. The shadows under his eyes looked like bruises. He reached out, his hand covering mine on the cold surface, his touch the only warm thing in the room.

I pressed my thighs together, mortified by how quickly my body responded to him even in a professional setting. “I… okay,” I whispered, voice barely audible. I glanced back at the tablet and quickly selected the one that looked the least ostentatious among the options — a sleek, dark gray Mercedes S-Class that still probably cost more than I could ever dream of affording on my own. “This one. The gray Mercedes.” A satisfied smile curved his lips. “Good girl.” The praise sent another rush of heat through me. He reached out, brushing his thumb gently across my flushed cheek. “How are you feeling this morning? Are you sore?”

“Like you’ve ever seen that kind of money in your life.” I smiled, a smug, tight-lipped one. “You think throwing around pocket change impresses me? Have you forgotten who my father was? I’ve seen more than that. And let me tell you something. If that’s the kind of purchase you think makes you rich, then baby… you’re just barely middle class.” Guilia howled with laughter. “How dare you,” Jade snapped. “You can’t even afford a car worth a thousand dollars.” I raised a finger. “Salesman,”I said sweetly.

My heart racing, I suddenly wanted to go back inside and that's what I tried to do until Javier called my name. "Loren please, a minute." He begged I turned to him. "I'm sorry Loren, I never meant what happened. Honey, please I love you." I gulped as his apology don't faze me. "I got this for you." He points at the new Range Rover Sport, as I was about to reply Ace voice was heard once again. "Wow cool whip, bro." Ace commented. "It's for my wife." "Too bad, he buys you expensive cars but at the end of the day, you will always want to ride me." Ace whisper into my ear before winking, not finding it funny I looked at Javi who thinks he can buy my forgiveness.

She slammed the file shut and gave me an incredulous look. “Charlotte raised you for ten years and never found the time to break an attitude but somehow marketed you for what, $20,000,000? When I heard your price, I was genuinely intrigued and couldn’t wait to see you and I’ve never been more disappointed. I watched the whole time, the facial expressions, the eye rolls and look of defiance. You’re not afraid to look people in the eye, you must think you’re better than everyone else because you were raised specially but you’re just like them, property bought and paid for and will be discarded , your fate is even worse than theirs and I’ll tell you how.”

Sinclair reasons. I frown. Suddenly I feel as though I’m way out of my depth. My child is going to be a little superhuman miracle running circles around me, will I even be able to keep up? Before I realize what he intends, Sinclair has reached out and smoothed my wrinkled brow with the pad of his thumb, a kind smile on his face. “Don’t worry, sweet Ella. This is why I want us to go to class, and we’re a team remember? I’ll always be there to teach our pup the shifter side of things, all you have to worry about is loving him.”