THE PRESIDENT HEIR ( SON IN LAW TURNS OUT TO BE A HEIR)

Chapter 12-" The random guy was known."

"We all deserve to be loved and treated equally."

Alice said and turned away to his colleagues who also came for the President's grand party.

 

People were leaving, and others were having their last talk with the president before they left.

 

Their happiness and laughter meant a lot, and that was the reason Alice felt like having her time again with Dave.

 

 

"I hope you're enjoying everything about the president's party."

Alice said to her colleagues

 

Yes, it's a blast! and I can't wait to get more of this."

One lady said

 

 

"Alice,I can sense how happy you are from the look on your face. Tell me, baby girl,do you have something to do with that man they call the president's son".

 

Shhhhhh, keep quiet, Judith; that shouldn't be said here; he's not yet revealed, nor is the president's son, and that will be done at the right time."

 

Alice spoke with caution.

 

"Leave those jokes aside. Are you even serious? How can a president hide his own son if he's truly the heir and the father is proud of him?"

 

"I heard he's the ex-husband of Madam Charlotte's daughter, Amelia. He is very poor, and that led to a breakup." Another person also interrupted.

 

"That's not true ,why are you guys acting this way?" Alice said.

 

"Let us speak the truth; he's indeed a poor man, and I won't stop saying this ".

Judith retorted.

 

"What makes you think he's poor, and why are you still having that perception? "Perhaps we are all equal".

 

"Shut up! He's not equal like us, Alice; don't ever say that again." Judith said this and continued to sip his drink. "

 

"I'm waiting for you to see the truth about Dave".

Alice continued her conversation with her friends.

 

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A random man caught the attention of the guests.

 

He introduced himself as Alexander Cromwell, a name that carried an air of mystery and intrigue.

 

Dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, his piercing eyes glinted with an otherworldly intensity.

 

Whispers of his presence circulated among the attendees, like a gust of wind carrying tales of a formidable force.

 

"It's quite unfortunate that everyone barely sees my presence here today."

He said it with a wicked laugh and brushed his hands through his beard.

 

Alexander Cromwell was known to be a man of immense wealth; his riches were built upon a vast empire that spanned continents. But there was something more to him—something that inspired both awe and fear.

 

"I guess it's time I show him who I am today" . He said, thinking how it was necessary for Dave to know that he's wealthy and also fighting to be known as the most wealthy man; not even the president can compare himself.

 

 

As Alexander mingled with the crowd, his voice dripped with a devilish charm. He regaled those around him with stories of his exploits, his adventures in far-flung lands, and the power he wielded over those who dared to cross his path.

 

His words held a magnetic allure, drawing people into his web of intrigue.

"I'm after Master Dave,Master Dave!

 

"H-a-h-a-hahaha,that's so funny. Why am I even addressing him as Master Dave?"

 

He said that, and the few people that stood where he was turned to look at him in a surprised way.

 

The guests hung on his every word, a mix of fascination and trepidation evident in their eyes.

 

Some were drawn to the allure of his wealth and power, while others couldn't help but feel a sense of unease in his presence.

 

Whispers of his darker side echoed through the crowd, telling tales of those who had dared to challenge him and paid a heavy price. "Who's he?. "And what does he want from Master Dave?".

 

One of the attendees said it rhetorically.

 

Alexander Cromwell raised his glass in a toast, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the room.

 

 His devilish smile widened, sending a shiver down the spines of those present. "To the game of life," he proclaimed, his words laced with an intoxicating blend of menace and excitement.

 

 

As the lights dimmed and the guests dispersed, the legend of Alexander Cromwell lingered in their minds.

 

Alexander's eyes darted around the room, scanning the faces and occasionally fixing upon someone with an intensity that sent shivers down their spines.

 

It was as if he could see through their facades, peering into their souls with a knowing smirk.

 

Those who had crossed paths with Alexander Cromwell spoke of encounters that left them trembling.

 

"Where's Dave?" Talk to me, people; he's my dear friend, and I really have something important to discuss with him."

 

"Guess I'm not late for his absence."

 

"Master Dave is in the guest room, Please".

 

An unrecognizable voice echoed from behind in the midst of the people gathered.

 

 

"Whoever responded,meet me at therestaurant that comes before the luxurious mansion adjacent to Avenue Street 15."

 

"I need to give you 500,000 dollars; it's been long, and I've never set my eyes on him in ages." He said this to the people and left.

 

They spoke of his cunning schemes, his ruthless pursuit of dominance, and the fear that gripped their hearts when they found themselves in his presence.

 

It was said that those who opposed him vanished without a trace, their existence erased as if they had never existed.

 

"I appreciate the response; the game starts now".

 

He muttered to himself and left the people.

 

Alexander walked straight to the guest room and took a deep breath before knocking at the door.

 

"Knock,"knock,"knock","knock".

Alexander knocked at the door frame several times before Dave answered.

 

"Who's there?"

Dave asked stunningly.

 

"I didn't expect anyone to be here this soon; who might that be".

 

Dave muttered to himself, wondering who it was.

 

"I don't expect any visitors so soon; besides, I will leave here tonight. What's behind the visit?"

 

Alexander Cromwell heard Dave speak, and he chuckled. He adjusted himself in the suit he wore and knocked once again.

 

"Master Dave, Alexander Cromwell wants to speak with you." Open the gate and welcome me to your room."