Richard Madden Daughter Novels & Stories

"Isn't it obvious? To get away from you. And I wish you'd leave now." Richard's face fell, his eyes clouding over. But before he could respond, Ryker burst in, holding out his phone. "Sir, your daughter is on the line." Richard's expression lifted, a small smile playing on his lips. "Hello, my Angel." "Hi, Daddy!" a high-pitched voice chirped from the phone. Richard's face lit up, his eyes shining with warmth. "Hey, sweetie. How are you?" "I'm fine, Daddy. When are you coming home? I do not like Miss Mallory babysitting me." The girl said.

She couldn't help but voice her concerns. Mr. Richard exchanged a glance with Scott, who responded with a simple smirk before turning his attention back to the television. Their reactions only added to her frustration and confusion. "That's not possible, Mendy. Even if you want to go to Liam's house, it wouldn't be tonight. I can't allow my precious daughter to walk at night. Besides, I told you Chloe isn't my own daughter. I disowned her from tonight. You are my daughter, and Scott is my son. I don't want to hear anything about Chloe again," Mr. Richard said. But he noticed that Mendy wasn't pleased with his final decision and wanted to do something to please her.

Matilda's POV After briefing Lydia about our plan and how to free her brother from Olivia, she suggested someone perfect for the job. Kate Madson. She is the daughter of Henry Madson, another rich, powerful and influential man in the city. His wife passed while giving birth to Kate and ever since he had not married another but doted on his daughter. There have been multiple scandals where people suspected he was having an affair with his own daughter because of how close he was to her. Well, very few had the privilege of seeing the face of his daughter as she always wore a mask when in public or in front of the cameras with her father. He never cared about those scandals. He did nothing abou

Lydia quickly wiped her tears and hid the files. Mrs. Zander stepped in, concern written on her face. She sat beside Lydia. “Are you okay? What happened? I heard your father yelling.” “Nothing much mum, you don't need to worry.” Lydia forced a smile. Mrs. Zander wasn’t convinced. She took her daughter’s hands, pressing a kiss to them. “Is it about Clinton's disqualification? Is your dad mad about that?” “No mum, I met Mikhail.” “W-what?” Her voice dropped to a whisper.

she replied softly, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. “And the mark under your arm,” Margaret pressed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, “is it from birth?” Anna nodded, confusion clouding her features. “Yes… it’s always been there.” Margaret’s breath caught in her throat. Without another word, she climbed onto the stage and pulled Anna into a fierce embrace, her tears finally spilling over. “You’re my granddaughter,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You’re the child I lost all those years ago.”

Ryan released Richard's hands first and gestured for him to sit. Richard's eyes darkened and I half expected him to jump on his brother or defy him but he sat aftee a minute of long stare. "Okay! Let's dive right into the business." I said in an attempt to break the tension in the room. After I introduced the subject, I returned to my seat and basically tuned out of the rest of the conversation. My mind wandered somewhere else, my daughter, his daughter is currently somewhere in the company oblivious to the fact that her supposed 'Dead' father is very much alive in the same building.

Maddison's voice was calm, almost conversational, but her eyes were watching my reaction carefully, and it felt like she was enjoying every bit of what was happening. "That's..." I shook my head, trying to process what she was saying. "That's impossible. You're talking about Gia? My daughter? There's no way she would ever do something like that." Maddison reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. "I was hoping you'd say that," she said softly. "Because I was hoping this wasn't true either." She smiled. She tapped her screen a few times, then turned the phone toward me. "But I'm afraid I have proof."

Richard was saying this when Judy interrupted him. 'That means you love my mummy, right?' she asked in a hopeful gleam. Beaming her discombobulated teeth at her supposed father. Judy's eyes melted Richard's heart further. He knew that he did not stand a chance and that there was no need to try and resist his daughter's charm. 'Okay then darling, I have seen your mummy, and she is pretty and well-spoken and a little bit decent, but I do not know if she is kind or mean...'

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

The kind of place my mom picked when she wanted to impress Richard, which was always, because my mother had been glowing like a woman reborn ever since she started dating him and I didn't have the heart to ruin it. I was seated between Miles and my mother. Across from Richard – tall, silver-templed, the kind of handsome that came with money and good genetics. He was warm in a practiced way. Polished. And next to Richard, directly across from me, was his son. Rhys Maddox. Number seventeen. Scar through the eyebrow. Grey eyes that hadn't left my face since I walked in and realized that God had a sense of humor and it was cruel.