Independence Day President's Daughter Novels & Stories

“What is going on?” Sasha’s eyes widened as she remembered. “Right. You don’t know.” “Clearly,” I replied. She leaned in. “See that blonde girl getting out?” I looked towards the SUV. A stunning blonde stepped out, looking like she’d walked off a fashion magazine cover. Perfect hair, perfect makeup, a perfect uniform – everything about her screamed money. “That’s Lisa Hart.” “*The* Lisa Hart?” I asked, my brow furrowing. Sasha nodded. “The President’s daughter.”

“If a single shit happens to him… consider your little life and career…which you are creating gone.” I shut my eyes, frustration rising again. Sometimes I forgot exactly who William was. Protected like an egg. National treasure. Future legend. And here I was, tangled up in his world without fully understanding the weight of it. “Understood?” she asked. I nodded, then she pulled out her phone and handed it to me. “Your contact?” My eyes widened. The President’s daughter was asking for my number? “I…” “Give it to me. We have a lot to talk about when it comes to him and your relationship.”

And since I am not working in the Fantell anymore, then there’s no problem checking up with my boyfriend. “Can I really do that?” I asked. “Of course!” father answered quickly. “But take at least two guards with you.” My heart skipped a beat and the corner of my lips dropped low. If I take two guards with me, then that means I will attract attention too much. “Harriet,” dad said. In the stern tone, my eyes seek curiously at his solemn face. “You are not the secretary of the chairman or Zion anymore. Now, you are my daughter,” he said with an authority.

“You saved yourself. I just happened to be there.” Then, on January 20(th), in front of the Capital building, Miles places his hand on a bible and is sworn into office as the next president. I’m standing just behind him, his new wife, with our two girls, his step-daughters now, watching proudly. Before I met Miles, I never would have believed that my life could change like this. I’d been a lonely and neglected housewife with a childhood of abuse and parents who favored my sister more than me. I thought myself more a burden than anything else, believing that I had only been put on this earth to raise my two girls the best I could and nothing else.

Hilarious. Andrew got us a ride while I got ready. I didn’t have to do anything for my daughter, she had already gotten herself dressed, made herself a simple but nutritious breakfast, and had everything she needed for school in her backpack . It was a little sad how self-sufficient she was but at least one of us had our acts together. It was kind of inspiring, my eight-year-old was my role model… haha. During the car ride there I felt horrible and Aaliyah didn’t help by asking, “Are you my Mommy’s new boyfriend??”

"Did you see the look on the president's face? You're not perhaps fighting with your husband." Eve sat properly, leaning her back against the swivel chair. "Of course not. Even though I'm Mr. Anderson's wife, there's a vast difference between home and work. Besides, as his secretary, this should be my post." "So all this is part of acting like a normal employee?" Anna sat on her desk, facing her. "Uhuh." Eve let out a dry cough and nodded. "You're so enterprising, Mimi. I guess the president distracts you when you're in his office."

When I told my father I needed a place with a whole new vibe a serene, a place that will make me to totally forget about my hurtful past and bring a whole new dejavu to my soul, my father recommended Chongqing in China, and since he has a whole lot of investment here, he said it would be better for me to manage it on his behalf, and ever since I came here I haven't step my feet into my father's company here but I plan on doing that tomorrow since a very important event is happening and the president of China will be coming as well, I feel so nervous about tomorrow, I never worked in my father’s company all my life, and the first time I would be doing that, it turns out the president of Chin

I blabbered as I picked my phone to hint Irene before I realized that the phone with me wasn’t my original phone. “I really have to confirm this” I couldn’t keep calm anymore but there was nothing I could do at that moment since I couldn’t communicate with anyone. The other news of Chairman Antonio having a young daughter also caught my attention and I was tempted to ask whoever the person they were talking about was. I never knew that he had a daughter because she never appeared in his articles. The only ones visible to the public were his sons; Marcus and Darwin. “Now I am curious about who the lady is. The Chairman is also a nice man, why is he having issues with his children?” I wondered

Even the blood still running down my forehead seemed to turn cold. So in her eyes, her eldest daughter was just an unsightly embarrassment, something that couldn’t compare to Suri in the slightest. I struggled to my feet and started toward the door. I didn’t want to stay here for even one more second. I didn’t want to watch Mom and her precious Suri clinging to each other while I stood there like a stranger. However, before I could reach the door, Mom blocked my path. Frowning, she rummaged through a box, pulled out gauze and antiseptic, and shoved them into my hands.