Novel & Cerita My Date With The President's Daughter Cast

The woman pouted, "Yes, the president is right." “Good girl!” Clinton patted her on the head, "Okay, go to prepare for the party tonight!" Only now did Paul and Jennifer know that the CEO was President Clinton's daughter. They looked at Frederick Hall again, found that there was no surprise on his face, and understood. Certainly, Frederick knew this before. Clinton waved her daughter out, then smiled back and looked at the three Frederick Hall. "If Mr. Hall isn't busy, join us for a little party tonight." Clinton said, "It's all people you've met, and there are some young people just like you!"

His eyes -widened In amusement . " She .she ..is ...o God ..help me .. before I eat her alive "- muttering that he rubbed his neck and ear which is so hot due to blushing .. Yes ..he is blushing by seeing his love who is walking towards him .. He is so happy like a glowing moon ..he is smiling ..it's now shock to all . Because he is known as a cold president ..His smile is reserved . It means ..his smile is only for his wife .. " Take care of her son ..She is still a kid .. don't mind her nagging please "- said her father .

They had been so engrossed with Chin Cho that they fail to recognize the young man that was with her. Currently, he has travelled on a business trip outside the country for the president’s daughter. The wife of the president is hoping that her daughter; Dora would fall in love with such a genius as Boe Ho and that Boe Ho will also fall for her. So Chin Cho did not know who else to take to the hospital apart from grandpa. She can never let Rohan know that the child in her womb was his, she is hoping that grandpa would continue to keep silent.

But since I was here for revenge, I would be anywhere the party raged. I looked around to see some of the socialites whispering to one another. Good. My name was going to go wide and far until everyone here would know who I was. “Have a nice time here,” I said before walking away from him, leaving the man at the table. While I slowly walked away from him, I heard people rush to talk to him. I had not gone far so I could easily overhear their conversation. “Who is she?” someone asked. “Zendaya Montclair,” he said in fear. “She is the President’s ex wife.”

“But, how could they let someone just barge in and take her. I'm sure they had security there, considering it is such a gathering of big shots.” Olivia massaged her head as she listened to her daughter's questions. She was infuriated and confused. Who would take Grace away, just like that. She thought she might make a few millions by selling her off but this happened! “Did they see his face?” Anna asked. “He was with another man, they were both wearing masks and had bodyguards with them. And it all happened so fast that they were out of the door, in the blink of an eye!” Olivia's enraged voice made Anna shut up. She didn't wanted to anger her mother more.

Smith explained. “So, you couldn’t get a simple president’s daughter!” I exclaimed. “You had money then, didn’t you? I guess your looks didn’t stand out.” “That must have been the case!” Smith replied. I looked at him and sighed again. “You make me pity myself…” I replied sarcastically. “I am the one who picked up the president’s daughter rejected item!”

The reports were detailed and sensational: "Top Diva's Secret Romance Exposed—The President of K Group!" Below, a series of tiny lines documented the entire timeline of their date, right up to when they returned home, even including two photos to corroborate the story. ***

The fact that she acted like she wasn’t noticing what was happening , I knew that the girl in me could never ignore something as cold as that . I could bever tell if this was the part that I wanted. After walking for a few minutes , she finally sat down and touched a chair for me to sit on too . I turned my head to keep up the best smile that I could ever think of as all of this was beginning to bore me already , I felt sick to my stomach . As the party continued , she didn’t bother to move an inch and as the tone went by , I waited for the president to come out . II know that this wasn’t a dream but I just wanted to see him . Being here alone was more like a privilege and I wasn’t going to

The photo beside it made her breath hitch. Ethan, slightly younger. Smiling beside a boy. Ryan. The blood drained from her face. Her fingers trembled as she clicked into the article. The caption read: *“Tech entrepreneur Ethan Lockwood celebrates son Ryan’s college acceptance.”* Her stomach twisted. It wasn’t just a coincidence. It wasn’t a maybe. It was real. She’d fallen for Ryan’s father. And he hadn’t told her. --- …And the worst part? Her heart still wanted him.

My fingers tighten around it, and my breath catches unexpectedly. Her laugh used to echo in my head. ​ Her eyes used to follow me everywhere. . Her belief in me used to be dangerously pure. Could Naomi be her? Is that why her voice trembled when she said my name? ​Is that why her gaze flicked away the moment our eyes met? The thought forms and dissolves a dozen times in my mind, making me restless. I sit down, staring at her daughter’s chart on my laptop. ​ Sophie Wells. Age six.