Prince Charming's Dad の小説・ストーリー

Prince pointed at the dust of one of his members. Alpha Daren was slapped by his son's words. But he was arrogant enough to admit it. Yeah, most fathers were like that. My father was the same. He was very proud and selfish, stubborn, and very stupid. If only he would have listened to my mother's words in the past, then he would not have died with my mother. And I probably wouldn't be cursed like this. Alpha Daren avoided the topic. He waved his hand and shooed his son away. Prince didn't even glance at me, but I was interested in asking him a few things. Maybe when I was done talking to his dad, I'd talk to him later.

"I can't even face the prince anymore." "I'm sorry dad, but I lost my love for Prince Austin a while ago. My love lies with Prince Carlton." I confessed. "Prince Carlton? His junior brother? I know enough to understand that you both have never related before. What are you trying to play here? What game is it?" He asked me. My father knew me at his fingertips. He could immediately tell that something wasn't right. I however wasn't going to give him all that. I was going to stand my ground until the end. I had a plan and even he was not going to ruin it.

By the time Andre got to the Presidential suite, where his parents were, Princess Charlotte was waiting with her arms open and Andre went over and hugged her. “You've been through a lot my son. But no more” She paused, her voice shaky “Your father and I are here now, you are a prince and not some lowlife gold digger that the public were made to believe…” she said in a sad voice. When they saw the outbreak of the scandal, they immediately had his love life investigated and what they found out was a slap on the royal family. A son, a born prince of the great Ashanti Kingdom being ridiculed like this?

Dante hadn’t suffered yet. “Alright. I’ll keep an eye on him.” I hung up just as my father walked into my office. Looking like he’d just won the lottery. “Papa,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “What happened?” He was smiling too much. My father only smiled like that when he was about to pull something. Father tried to play it casual. “Just a little reunion. Charles—do you remember him? His father ran the biggest casino in England. He moved away when he was eight.”

Bex laughs, and I nod. "Who is he?" Alaric looks at her. "Max's father is friends with the Dean, makes considerable donations, and has done so for a few years." Bex explains. "Four years ago, his older son was there. He was just as bad as Max, but nothing got done. He got warnings, verbal, not recorded so it appeared like he had a perfect record. People know, so no one even wastes time reporting Max and his behaviour." "His last name, please, Bex?" Alaric looks at her.

"Princess... His Majesty the King has arrived." One second later, King Charlie was at the iron door. Lesel, who had previously been arrogant and full of anger, now turned as pale as a corpse. She didn't expect her father to be here, right now. "Fa–father...." Slam! King Charlie was very angry after seeing his daughter's behavior. "Lesel! How could you just kidnap the heiress of Rossie like that? You're insane!" "Fa–father. This isn't what it looks like."

Chad said with vendiction. "Hmmp!" Princess pouted her lips. "Let's have a date instead," Nathaniel asked Princess. He doesn't want to see his only daughter u[set. "Alright Dad! Let's go shppping then, Yey!" Princess run to her father and kissed his cheeks. She was a spoiled daughter by her father. Chad smiled. He was so happy seeing how close their family was. "Excuse me. I will just change my clothes then," Chelsey excused herself to fix her clothes.

he asked…. "No, Dad…. After watching Cinderella, I want a Prince Charming…. My Prince Charming will be the kindest man on earth; he will hate sin; he will love me and protect me, and he will let me play the harmonica for him…." General Puro’s tears nearly drop but he wipe it off **** **** **** ****

I answered so easily that the light in her eyes dimmed even more. Just then, a servant's voice came from outside the door. "Your Highness, the three gentlemen have arrived." I broke into a smile. "Please, bring them in. These three gentlemen are the best I could find. I guarantee you will be pleased, Princess." Before Keisha could respond, I stood up and welcomed them inside. When the three men entered, Keisha froze. Her eyes went wide. Because each of them carried a trace of her adopted brother, Gregory Maynard. One had his eyes. Another had his build. The third had his nose and jawline.

If Father Joseph knew about it, he would surely expel Jeremiah from this temple…’ The thirty years old man stood in weary next to Archbishop Joseph Princely. On the other hand, Joseph Princely was taking a moment to digest what he just heard, “That’s hard to believe, King Jayden,” the old man said, he suddenly wished to slurp his favorite tea at this very moment, but thanks to Princess Charlotte’s spell, his favorite tea set was now broken, “as you know that you and father Jeremiah was from different kin.”