The President's Secret Daughter Novel Novels & Stories

"No! Not that, Raul Frey! I'm telling that... the President is interested with Uncle Bennet's whole being. He wants his character, his virtue, his power... in other words... he liked him as a person who can take over his company!" What? I didn't get him. I looked at Fuji and saw a floating question mark above his head. Fuji also seemed confused by Lukas' chaotic explanation. Bennet remained unresponsive to what his nephew said. "Okay... you don't know me?" Lukas asked. "No," Fuji and I answered together. "Look. I've heard the President has a very beautiful daughter named Carol..." "Lady Caroline Moreen Gunford," Fuji interjected.

“Why her? She’s just an office worker.” “Aurora is Miranda's daughter,” the man revealed. “What!” The president stood abruptly, his shock evident. “She’s 24 years old now,” the man continued. “Do you mean she could be my daughter?” the president queried, disbelief lacing his words. “Yes, Mr. President. She might indeed be your daughter.” “But Miranda told me she had aborted our child.” “She hid the truth from us, just as she did from your wife.” *** In a lavish mansion, an elderly woman furiously threw a glass at her staff. After a moment of seething anger, she regained her composure. “Has Ferdinand been informed about this?”

“After finishing high school here, Dad asked me to move with him to New York to continue studying and learn how to run the family business.” Via returned Sean’s warm touch with the same gesture. Now, their hands were intertwined with each other’s eyes. “I thought you grew up in a big city, but we both come from warm neighborhoods.” Sean wanted to laugh at Via’s words. He was about to say something when suddenly his eyes caught the figure of a woman with dark glasses and a hat covering her head standing in one corner of the room, as if deliberately hiding herself and not wanting to mingle. Sean’s eyes flickered and he swallowed hard, realizing that his past lay before his eyes.

The security guards at the door were also a bit overwhelmed, and everyone began to talk in whispers. “Oh my God, is that Eldest Young Master Hill’s daughter?” “Of course, she is. She must be his biological daughter.” “When did he suddenly get a daughter that big? She looks like she’s more than two years old. Could the mother be our president? I feel like she looks a little like President Jones.” “It’s very possible.” No one dared to stop Shaun, and he walked unhindered all the way to the president’s office. Catherine was meeting with several department managers when Shaun suddenly barged in with Suzie in his arms.

“We could also talk about the confidential memos that you intercepted for ten years. You know, the ones in which Alpha Black was sending out pleas to pack leadership across the country, asking for information on where his mate and daughter had gone?” At that point, my mother’s face jerked up, shocked. “What …how…” “Surprised I know? It turns out that, in this digital age, if you pull a thread back a little bit, you can find out so many things. It’s sort-of nice that the werewolf world is so ahead of humans when it comes to technology.” My father looked at my mother, shock and disgust written all over his face. “Then we also have the way you confronted Jenna at the funeral, which was conve

"Why did you break your promise, Dad?" asked Davero, looking furious because France broke her promise, saying that she would announce the news of her appointment as president." France sat on the black sofa quietly and chuckled. "Dave, I changed my mind. I think I'll make you president when you marry Natalie." "What is this?" said Dave, still holding back his emotions. "I'm afraid you'll choose the widow with one child over Natalie, my daughter," France said casually, sipping her drink.

"Anyway, I hear that she might be different. The vice president's daughter is said to be a prodigal." How do this people even hear about this sort of information? Where do they get it? It was unknown to her how the staff could openly talk about things like this when it should be confidential and they should uphold proper etiquette. The two people nodded to themselves. "Yes, I've heard the same." Upon the words she heard, her face slowly turned grim. It's annoying to hear people talking among themselves and the topic is none other than their bosses. "Why do you think something like that happened? It's a shame that such a person would manage us someday."

she said simply, the word dropped like a verdict, like his doom was already sealed the moment he walked through that door. “I am.” Greene’s mouth opened, closed, and then opened again. His mind struggled to catch up, to rearrange every memory he had of her into something that made sense. “You’re… the President’s…” His voice cracked. “That means… that means…” “That you threw the President’s daughter out of your house,” Calvin finished for him inaudibly since no one has to know where the president's daughter disappeared to for the past twelve years. Then he began to laugh, while Greene's face drained of colour. Beatrice hid deeper into the crowd, slowly finding herself shoving through wolves t

She called it sacrifice. Maybe both were true. He never recovered. And I was foolish enough to think I could fill the space she left behind. One drunken night, I became the woman he hid from the world. His assistant. His secret wife. The mother of the son he never claimed. That morning, I printed two documents: my divorce papers and my resignation letter. When my coworker leaned over my desk, she frowned. “You’re really quitting, Jo?” I forced a small smile. “Yeah. My son’s father works overseas. I’m taking my boy there. It’s time we’re together as a family.”

"Hazel or Mandy? Who will be real and who will be fake?” "Mandy must be the true daughter. She is the one with evidence!" "I think so, too. The president has no confidence." "I don't think this is necessarily the president’s fault. I heard that Hazel was the secretary of the president before and later became an assistant. Now she is the president's girlfriend. Don't you think it is very strange?" "I have been surprised for a long time! I think that it is possible that Hazel tried to seduce the president and felt that her identity was not qualified, so she forced the president to give her a noble identity!"