The President's Secret Daughter Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

One look in his eyes the first day we met and I was mermerized. Being the sole heir to Jagex, one of the biggest oil producing companies in the whole of united state and also the owner of Fredo_ a fashion company, I couldn't help but call myself lucky to have someone like him. He was a kind of luck not all girl where fortunate to have. But he was still that same luck that turned into a nightmare after years of his disappearance. “Let’s get you ready for school honey” I smiled at her as I cupped her chin, but instead of smiling back, her face fell into a frown.

Like a damn thief in the night she had skipped out before I had even woken up. But she wasn’t Ava, she wasn't who she pretended to be. No. She was Avery Waters. Her name seemed to echo in my head. Avery Waters. Daughter of the president of the Black Aces. The only daughter of the president of the Black Aces. The very man I was here to help to overthrow. His time as president was over. Everyone knew it, everyone it seemed but him. And the best bit, he had offered up his daughter to anyone he thought might help him. Myself included, I wasn't even patched in, and he offered her up like a lamb to the slaughter just because my own father looked set to take his place.

“What is going on?” Sasha’s eyes widened as she remembered. “Right. You don’t know.” “Clearly,” I replied. She leaned in. “See that blonde girl getting out?” I looked towards the SUV. A stunning blonde stepped out, looking like she’d walked off a fashion magazine cover. Perfect hair, perfect makeup, a perfect uniform – everything about her screamed money. “That’s Lisa Hart.” “*The* Lisa Hart?” I asked, my brow furrowing. Sasha nodded. “The President’s daughter.”

The cool glass felt nice on my forehead. But when we entered the big gate, I became alert again. The building was huge. Flags waved in the night wind. Many bodyguards stood everywhere. As soon as we stepped out of the car, a voice came running toward us. “Daddy! Look at the Birkin I got today!” A girl ran out and hugged President Albert tight. My stomach dropped. It was her. The same girl from the store. The president’s daughter. Stacy. The one who got me arrested and humiliated.

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Eliza said, taking her hand back, “and just so you know, he and Ms. Laura don’t have any daughters, just one son, so he looks at me kinda like a daughter of his own.” James looked at her with a thousand questions written on his face. “He and my dad were roommates at Yale and have been close ever since,” she said, answering the unasked question. He nodded in a daze and gulped. The Secret Service agent spoke. “The President will see you now.” She opened up a door and the Oval Office could be seen within.

The hallway smelled faintly of coffee and citrus, the scent I always associated with him. I was already practicing the words in my head. “Theo, I got the money. We don’t owe her anything anymore.” And then, if I was brave enough, “I have something else to tell you, too. The truth about who I am.” I turned the knob. The first sound I heard was laughter. An awfully familiar sound. Hers. Heather. My steps faltered, heart hammering. The door creaked softly as I pushed it open. And then I saw them.

She asks enthusiastically. Upon seeing this, the president secretly nodded his head in satisfaction. His daughter knows when to step forward and when to take a step back. He wants to link his daughter and Albrey Hamilton together, and he thinks it'll be a tedious task; he doesn't expect that his daughter already knows how to arrange herself. Assistant Hugh immediately attempts to stand up, but before he can, Scarlett smiles elegantly. “This walking is just for me and Mr. Albrey. Or does Assistant Hugh think our president's mansion has a bad motive?” She asks with a cunning smile.

After refreshing my energy, I went to where my parents were and found them in the pool. “This has arrived for you, son!” My mother handed me a blue box, which I already know who it's from. Cristina really is an idiot for thinking I don't know the truth, but anyway... inside the box were some ultrasound photos and a recording of the baby's heart beating, it wasn't an ugly scene, it was something beautiful, but I have no reason to celebrate. “Is what your mother told me true, Mikhail? Do you really have a son who until then was a secret?” My father knew me better than anyone, he knew that I would never leave my responsibilities behind. “Is what Mizza said true, Mikhail?”

“To pay someone a visit.” “Who?” Julian hesitated. Then he said it: “Dominic Crane’s daughter.” Aiden looked stunned. “Crane has a daughter?” Julian nodded. “She’s not on the books. She lives abroad. But she visits under aliases. I caught a glimpse of her once, at Harold’s birthday gala. She’s the only person he keeps off the chessboard.” “Why?” Clarissa asked. “Because she’s his queen,” Julian said. “And if I’m right, she’s the key to unlocking how deep this goes.”