Novel & Cerita The President's Daughter

"She claims to be the President's daughter, sir. But we all know President Vaughn has only sons. Three of them." "How dare..." "It's okay, Miss Vaughn." I calmed the flushing teenager with big, stubborn eyes. "She is the last child and only daughter of President and First Lady Vaughn. She was not lying if she told you exactly this." "Told you, Miss Bordeaux." She hooked an arm around mine and held firmly. Eyes were on us. To leave this embarrassing scene, I walked with her to my office. "Your office is big and nice." Her eyes roamed keenly around the space of my working area.

"My God! Is this Mr. President's illegitimate daughter? What's going on?" "Bah! She is no illegitimate daughter. She is Ms. Carrey's daughter! Haven't you heard that Ms. Carrey was pregnant when she left Fidelysia? For unknown reasons, when the president found her, the child was gone and the first lady had become mentally disturbed..." No one entered the ancestral hall, but the words of the father and daughter were captured by the media. Everyone's eyes were red with shock. It turned out that the person whom the president took care of was not his mistress, but his long-lost daughter?!

I said to her and she landed a slap on my cheeks. "Don't talk to me anyhow, you have no power now,you might be the president's daughter but your father is dead now and you Don't have anyone"she said to me and tears welled up in my eyes. "How did you know that I am the President's daughter?"I asked and she frowned. "It's all over the news that the president has a daughter and you are getting married to my boss who would become your legal guardian"she said to me and tears rolled down my cheeks.

’ Maxime’s eyes widened in the realization that Alexa was possibly the President’s daughter. Albert smiled warmly at her, after seeing the turn of emotions on Maxime’s face. When she turned pale he smiled, knowing that she just realized what he said. “Athena-- I mean Alexa is my daughter. So, don’t worry… I won’t hurt your friend. I just came here to visit and see how she’s doing.” Maxime immediately folded her arms and gave way to the President. “I’m sorry, Mr. President. I didn’t know.” She bowed her head in respect.

' Arethusa thought to herself as she looked at her pair who couldn't meet her eyes. Her pair's answer brought her out of her chain of thoughts. "…I need to spend time with my daughter, she is at a critical age right now and she needs her father, she is showing signs of depression and I think it is because of the attention moving away from her to her baby brother." That was not the case. It was true that the president's daughter was in her teen years, and it was true that those particular years were critical for a human because of how much their hormones changed, but the damage the child was being subjected to was not hormone-related.

Giggling as she heard that name, Mira can’t help but smirk. “I was there that time. It took me time to recall it though. So that is why she looks so familiar. You bought her in an auction huh” “And what is the Presiden’t’s daughter doing in an event like that?” Smirking, she saw how Aiden drinks the glass of wine on his hand. “The daughter of the president is dead, didn’t she dies in the GALA” “I thought so too, now I wonder” Lights then started to give life in the place as music gets a bit louder and the crowd gets busier.

Another, a short-haired brunette murmured with a fixed gaze on the door Veil had just walked through. "Hell no! A man of such caliber wouldn't go for such." Another woman said with hate. "Why? She's beautiful and poised..." The short-haired brunette argued. "She's beautiful, yet so simple. Men of caliber don't settle for such. They go for elegance and class. Sophistication. Women like Sophia De' Alonzo." "You mean the president's daughter?" The first blonde asked. "Yes! Rumour has it that they are in a relationship." "Hey! Keep it down, there are cameras everywhere." The blonde whispered.

" think of it, if this video finds its way to the internet, what do you think would happen?" "The president's daughter bullied by the famous model and her whore friend" she developed this feeling of hatred the very day Maxwell ignored her for Emma....

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 .

This is a photograph of the current president with his daughter, victim of the hatred of the first lady. She's a young girl, and no, I wouldn't have to be a genius at human reading to say she's shy, but I am. The little girl can barely look at the camera, hiding under her father's arm so I can't even see her face. The dress is white, as is the hat on her head, to preserve the good girl image America adores. "I don't accept it," I said simply. - Oh, LeBlanc, don't say that until we talk about values.