Almighty Daughter Runs The World 소설 & 이야기

Helena's life as a billionaire's daughter has just begun. The girl is smart and already understands the basics of business the financial condition of the company and the system of her family's company. Although, for the past three years, Helena has not interfered in the management of the company or her own family, the girl still remembers every detail and lesson she learned in the past, so that helps a little. As Serena said a few days ago, they will hold a press conference to announce Helena as the new leader of the big company.

he explained, which only made her nod her head. "Yeah right," her grandfather continued. "If they knew that you are the real daughter of Holmes then it is unlikely they will show their true colors and just like what the bitch has been spouting, then no employees will ever disrespect you blatantly," he said, full of remorse. "That woman of yours has been spreading false rumors about your own daughter being stubborn, prodigal and a runway all for the sake of one man."

We had a rough start after his false assumption, and ever since then, he's been out to have my head on a spike. When I was close enough, he raised a hand to stop me from moving any further. “Milton told us you're the daughter of an Alpha. Is that true?” He asked. “Yes. It is. I am the daughter of Alpha Nathan.” Davies looked at the other elders. I knew my father was famous for his exploits, but none of them seemed to know who he was. "What happened to your father?" Davies frowned while he stared at me. The room suddenly felt cold, and I shivered as memories of my last trial with the elders of my pack replayed in my head.

One look in his eyes the first day we met and I was mermerized. Being the sole heir to Jagex, one of the biggest oil producing companies in the whole of united state and also the owner of Fredo_ a fashion company, I couldn't help but call myself lucky to have someone like him. He was a kind of luck not all girl where fortunate to have. But he was still that same luck that turned into a nightmare after years of his disappearance. “Let’s get you ready for school honey” I smiled at her as I cupped her chin, but instead of smiling back, her face fell into a frown.

Luna Nightshade, the Crimson Dawn, the eighth-generation daughter born of prophecy, smiled in the darkness and fell asleep dreaming of the future she would create. A future where power meant protection. Where strength meant kindness. Where being extraordinary meant helping others become extraordinary too. The future was bright. And it was just beginning. EPILOGUE Twenty years later, Luna Nightshake stood before the International Supernatural Court. But this time, she wasn't a child being judged. She was a leader, proposing a new world order. "The Daughter Network," she explained, showing her proposal to the assembled judges and representatives, "will connect daughters across the world. Provi

My jaw dropped. The girl… was the Alpha’s daughter.

“What’s the catch?” “The catch is simple. Damon has something that belongs to my organization. A set of digital keys he recovered from his father’s estate. He’s been hiding them. You find those keys, you hand them to me, and your daughters will be the queens of this school. They will be protected. For life.” I looked back through the glass at my daughters. They were playing together now, oblivious to the fact that their mother was being asked to sell out their father in a preschool hallway. “And if I don't?”

It's not my fault, and besides, his daughter is beautiful. It seems strange that she went 8 months without even a suitor. "That you needed to talk to me alone," I said seriously. Minerva looked at me strangely and shook her head several times. I couldn't discuss this situation with her present. She would probably send me to hell or something like that, that's for sure. "Oh, right. Daughter, could you leave us alone for a few minutes?" Her father spoke in such a paternal yet authoritative tone that for a moment, I was going to get up and leave.

NAOMI ​ I walk down the hallway of Cedars-Sinai Hospital, and the air smells like disinfectant mixed with faint coffee. Nurses move quickly, their Crocs gliding against the polished floor. The Los Angeles rain has soaked me, leaving my sleeves and hair damp. I hold Sophie’s tiny hand tightly in mine, her warmth pressed against my palm. My six-year-old daughter blinks rapidly at everything: the bright signs, the glass doors, the polished nameplates on every office door.

"I just...I don't need your money." Hunter raised his arms up in surrender. "Alright, fine." I nodded curtly and threw a $20 bill on the table. I wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. After all these years, it was still hard for me to be around Hunter. I stepped into the cab, and my mind raced with worry. I loved my daughter, and I was proud of her. She was strong, intelligent, and determined to succeed in anything she wanted to do. But now, she has made our lives complicated. I could tell that Hunter wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted. That knowledge made me terrified of our future.