A/N: So I want to start off by thanking everyone who has read my story and enjoyed it. I wrote this like last week but for some reason it wouldn't let me upload it. As for the guests who keep attacking my story you just make me write more and more. I always find it funny that most stories that get attacked it's by a guest reader so you can't say anything back to them. But that's just my observation. You keep coming after me about my story but yet you keep reading. When I don't like a story I just stop reading period. I don't go after the author because that's just not who I am. So I say this to you, "I DON'T MIND CRITICISM. IF IT'S UNTRUE, I DISREGARD IT. IF IT'S UNFAIR, IT DOESN'T IRRITATE ME. IF IT'S IGNORANT, I JUST SMILE. LASTLY, IF ITS JUSTIFIED I WILL LEARN FROM IT." So keep with the bad criticism all you want it just makes me stronger and I love you too.
So to my followers that like the story thank you for sticking by my story when I was going through things. I appreciate you more than anything.
P.S. The song that I put in last chapter is close to my heart and I listen to it when I'm down. It wasn't meant to be put as a filler because I stated that in the beginning that it was going to be a short chapter. I'm trying to get my mind set back in writing. Most people don't go to Pinterest so I put the song there so people would know what it said.
Anastasia's POV
Have you ever just felt like heavy weights were lifted from your shoulders? That's how I felt when my bio dad hugged me. To go from thinking he was dead for all these years to seeing him is just mind boggling. I was always told that he died a war hero so I never questioned it. Only my egg donor would tell me those things. She put on a whole show with crying and everything. To learn that it is all a lie is what hurt the most. I know I should not be surprised at all by actions but it still hurts. She stole time that we could have had together. Only way I can deal with all of this added to my already stressors is by just embracing it. That is not who I usually am but this a chance to get to know my bio dad.
As we pull back from the hug I see that were are all crying. Christian come up with a box of tissue for us. As I wipe away my running mascara I really look at my dad and see where my wonderful eyes come from. I then turn to Giselle to see has the same eyes too. I finally feel like I belong. Crazy I know because I have Rissa and we had dad but I can't help how I feel. Growing up Rissa always looked like dad and they acted similar. Whereas the only thing I had in common with any of them was my hair color. It's such a relief to see people that look like you. My thoughts are interrupted when Christian is guiding us all to the car.
"I thought that we could have brunch at my place so everyone could get to know one another. That is if it is ok with everyone here?" Christian asks us this as we head back to Escala. Everyone agrees and it's silent until Escala comes into view.
"Omg, is this how you live every day?" Giselle asks that with a look of shock on her face. Before anyone can answer the car is bombarded with paparazzi. They are screaming our names and asking stupid questions.
*How is playing dad Christian?
*Is Marissa your daughter Anastasia?
*Do you and Christian have a love child?
"To answer your question I just started dealing with them recently. Since I have started though they have been relentless and they have been digging into my past. I'm surprised they didn't find you guys actually." I answer while shielding my eyes from the flashes. The windows are tinted but those flashes still coming through.
"We have to deal with press back in New York but nothing of this level. Dad is always giving seminars on real estate buying and dealing with charities so we see them a lot. Give them a couple of more days they will find the link between us all. I should thank them though I found out more about you. I saw you were being bashed and thought you could use family support. " Giselle tells us. I can't help but feel the love radiating from her.
"Trust me I hate those people most of the time. They don't believe in privacy." Christian says as he shakes his head.
We finally combed through all the paparazzi and into the garage. We make it up to the penthouse where Gail is waiting in the great room.
"Hello everyone, I'm just finishing up brunch now. If you would have a seat I will come and get you shortly." she says, her voice sounding motherly. Before we sit down Christian informs me he will be back in a minute. I lead the way over to the couches where we start to get to know each other. My dad is the first to start.
"Well Anastasia I can see you found someone who cares about you. That makes me proud but sad at the same time. I wish I didn't believe Carla when she said you had died. I should have asked for a death certificate or where you were buried at. She said you were a stillborn. I was on the other side of the country and our divorce had just been finalized. I'm so sorry that I trusted her to begin with. We were always at each other for something. She ran from New York to Seattle when she was 7 months pregnant with you. She had taken money from my safe and left divorce papers. I hired people to find her and when I did she had already met Ray. Yes I know about Ray but you were still my daughter. So I left her alone and our divorce was finalized the day you were born. I called her to give her the news and she told me you were dead. It never dawned on me that she would lie about something like that. Listening to her was the biggest mistake of my life. I missed your first words, losing of your teeth, and your high school graduation. I only found out about you when Carla called drunk one night saying I owed back child support. You were about to graduate and she was broke. We watched you walk across the stage at graduation. I will never forget that moment. I wanted to show myself but you were so happy with Ray. He was your dad and I didn't want to interfere. So again I apologize for not showing up sooner." All I could do was hug him. He was just another victim of Carla too.
Christian's POV
I leave Ana in the Great Room with her family. I just received the email from Welch on Frank's background checks. I want to see what they are about because I don't want to get blindsided. I usually have this information beforehand but with everything going on it hasn't been possible.
From: A. Welch
Subject: Frank Jamie Lambert
Mr. Grey,
Here is the information that you requested:
Name: Frank Jamie Lambert
D.O.B: September 1, 1969, Manhattan, New York
Address: 200 East 66th Street Penthouse, Manhattan, New York 10065
Mobile Number: (212) 662-5303
Social Security Number: 050-134-1254
Banking Details: JP Morgan Chase, 270 Park Ave, New York, NY 10017
Account Number: 475479848
Personal Checking Balance: $50,346,436,543.55
Lambert Real Estate Checking Balance: $453,650,000.00
Trust Fund (Anastasia Rose Steele) Balance: $10,000,000.00
Occupation: CEO Lambert Real Estate, 11111 NE 8th St, Manhattan, NY 10017
Education: Harvard Business School 4.0 GPA
All Haves High School Valedictorian
Married: Carla Mae Morton May 25, 1989, Divorced: September 10, 1989
Father: Nicholas James Lambert
D.O.B: April 25, 1949, Death: March 6, 1973
Mother: Stacy Mae Lambert
D.O.B: November 3, 1949
M: Nicholas James Lambert- January 3, 1968
Siblings: None
Children: Giselle Lambert D.O.B: March 1, 1984, Real Estate Broker, Manhattan, NY
Relationships: Jessie Flint 1982-1983 (Giselle's Mother)
Main Properties:
Manhattan House 200 East 66th Street, Manhattan, New York 10065
Lambert Real Estate, 11111 NE 8th St, Manhattan, NY 10017
He has several properties throughout the United States and overseas. There are over 30 properties so I just gave you the main ones sir.
Sir it seems that Carla left him when she was pregnant with Anastasia to come to Seattle. He had enlisted James Pryton private investigator for the rich to find her. When located Carla was with Raymond Steele already. I'm still digging but that's it for now. If I find anything else I will let you know immediately. Also I haven't forgot about all the other things I you need.
A. Welch
Security Advisor of Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
Well I will be damn that her dad is up there with me. I don't usually see real estate companies with that type of money. I know who to go to next time I need property. He is doing great and that trust fund that Ana has. She hates taking money from people so he is going to be holding onto that trust fund for a long time.
I walk into the great room to see Ana hugging Frank. She is sniffling a little.
"Well I can see you were too a victim of Carla's too. She told me you died when I was 1 with cancer. So she had two different death stories for us. She doesn't care about anybody but herself. She does whatever she needs to get to that final goal in her head. She wasn't a mother to me or my younger sister Marissa. She took advantage of Ray when he was away on missions. She would be so cruel to us but she was our mom and we couldn't do anything. Then when she hooked up with the guy she's with now. That's a story for another time but I will tell you though. I don't want to talk about her craziness anymore. Carla can wait 'til another day. I want to get to know you guys." She states to them.
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