Novel & Cerita The President's Secret Daughter Novel

A quiet elegance around her. ​ But something inside her eyes remains unchanged, something that pricks at my memory with an unsettling insistence. ​ I reach my apartment, keys clattering faintly on the counter. The silence inside feels heavier than usual. I walk to my bookshelf, sliding open a glass door and retrieving a single object I’ve kept hidden for years: a silver pen engraved with the initials C.Q. Chloe Quinn. I turn it in my hand slowly, the metal cool against my palm. I shouldn’t still have it. I shouldn't care. But I do. My fingers tighten around it, and my breath catches unexpectedly.

Hunter Tatiana Henry...the sound of her name sent a jolt through me that I hadn't felt in eighteen years. When her daughter appeared at my doorstep, my heart sank like a stone - could it be true? Could she really be my daughter? Tatiana had been like a shadow in my life, a ghost that I couldn't quite believe ever really existed. She was an enigma to me - one day, she was there with me, talking about our future plans together, and the next, she was gone. I had never seen or heard from her since that fateful night when we said goodbye to each other.

My head was spinning. My father didn't just pay off a blackmailer. He found the person he thought was the blackmailer—his own best friend—and erased his entire existence. He didn't just kill Joe; he stole his life, his name, and his freedom, and dumped him in a country where he’d be a ghost forever. All to protect a secret that I—his "precious daughter"—was actually the one holding. "Get out," I told Tank. We shoved him out of the van and sped off.

How could he father a people when he didn’t have a child of his own. Alyssa’s face whitened a bit. That’s what the both of them must have been discussing when she bumped into the first couple. She had no right to intervene. Richard was simply a husband until now. But a father with Katherine as the mother of his child. She could not feel cheaper if she kept this up. She stuttered when they asked her if she has any insight on the President’s marriage as the director of the Secret Service. She immediately rushed out to the back lawn for a cigarette. Her purse in her hand fished out the packet and the lighter as she sat down on the bench alone.

If they are successful to hide for two years then who the hell blew up their cover? I was biting my lips and trying to ponder how can I help Major Sullivan but even though I am the president’s daughter, I was kicked out of the mansion. And clearly, I am powerless from all of the enemies that we have. My mind cannot settle and as I drink my second dose of caffeine for this night, I decided to just make myself busy. And by busy, I meant by reading everything from the journal. I needed to calm myself and know that whatever was written was just one perspective and that late senator is already dead. This is a confidential and very private memory of her. I don’t want to invade her privacy but I wa

Good thing, my father did not consider her suggestion. "Where is my son, Sebastian?" She said trying so hard to sound European. No one answered. "He texted me. He's already inside the presidential car." I answered, not looking at her. She did not respond. Martina secretly rolled her eyes as if I did not expect her to do that. I just smirked in disgust.

“You have older cousins, why did you think I chose you?” “So all this while you knew she was the president's hidden daughter?” Clinton asked, maintaining eye contact with his grandpa. “No, in fact, I just found out today, and I was ashamed and disappointed in you. We all thought the president's hidden daughter would be in a foreign country, living her best life not knowing she was under our roof all this time.” “So what should I do?” “You have to appease her, only she has the final say.” “What?” “She’s the only one who can fix this mess,” Grandpa continued.

he said, then walked away, leaving me dumbfounded. "Secret Scandal Unveiled: President's Perfect Daughter Lillian Hawthorne Engages in Illicit Affair with Vice President Alexander Montgomery," Marcus's voice startled me. I lifted my head and saw him looking at me, wearing a smile. "Sounds like a great headline, don't you think?" he asked. Tears continued to fall as I looked at him. From the moment he appeared, I knew he would be my nemesis.

The Sapphire City must be vital. The thought haunted Catelyn. "Recently, videos and pictures from an anonymous source showed that the President and a mystery woman showed up in the gynecology and obstetrics department. The woman was in a wheelchair in a hospital gown, hanging in the garden together with the President. They acted intimate..." "This woman might be the President's mistress." "At the same time, a staff from the Presidential Palace revealed that the President mentioned a newborn baby frequently, which was suspected to be the natural daughter of the President!"