Dave stepped out of the café and headed towards his car. Alice followed close behind, her heels clicking on the pavement.They were both engrossed in a deep conversation about Dave's success in life."Isn't it amazing how you have remained so grounded despite being the President's son?" Alice said, her voice tinged with admiration.Dave nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I have always been so quiet and gentle, never trying to take advantage of my status. "I really respect you for that." Alice said with a grin.They turned the corner and spotted a boutique on the next block. The display window was filled with nice clothes and accessories. Alice's eyes lit up."Ooh, let's go in there!" she said excitedly.Dave shrugged. "Sure, why not?"Entering the store, they were greeted by the friendly owner, a middle-aged woman with bright gray hair and a warm smile."Welcome to my boutique! Can I help you find anything?" she asked.Alice immediately headed towards the dresses, her fingers running over t
Madam Veronica sat at the head of the long dining table in her magnificent house, a haven of luxury and opulence.The grand chandelier above illuminated the room, casting a warm glow on the richly adorned walls and the glistening silverware.Her son, Rodriguez, and daughter, Isabella, sat on either side of her, their faces reflecting the same air of elegance and refinement that permeated their surroundings.As they indulged in the sumptuous feast laid out before them, Madam Veronica turned her attention to Rodriguez, her eldest son.A shrewd and ambitious man, he was being groomed to take over the family business empire. With a stern yet loving gaze, she asked him a question that carried great significance."Rodriguez, my dear son, are you fully prepared for the company meeting tomorrow?" She inquired, her voice filled with a mixture of maternal concern and business acumen.Rodriguez paused for a moment, swallowing a mouthful of delicately cooked salmon, before answering. "Yes, Mother
Madam Veronica glanced over at her daughter who was lounging on the plush, velvet sofa in their magnificently furnished living room."Isabella, my dear, don't you have anything to do?" Madam Veronica inquired, her voice filled with concern.She had always been an active and productive woman, ever since her Dad died, and she worried that her daughter was not living up to her potential.Isabella sighed and looked up at her mother. "No, Mother," she replied, her voice tinged with boredom. "I've completed all my tasks for the day. I have nothing else to occupy my time."Madam Veronica's brow furrowed. She had spent years building her successful business empire, and she couldn't understand how her daughter could find herself with nothing to do.However, she knew that pushing her daughter too hard would not yield the desired results. Instead, she decided to engage Isabella in conversation."Tell me, my dear, have I ever told you the story of Dave?" Madam Veronica asked, her eyes twinkling w
"Dave, I noticed you saying goodbye to a lady in the car earlier. Who was she?"Dave took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. "Dad, her name is Alice. She's a close friend of mine, but she's much more than that. I love her, Dad. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I want to marry her."His father's eyes widened with surprise, a mix of emotions crossing his face. "Dave, this is unexpected news. Tell me more about Alice. How did she capture your heart?"Dave's face lit up as he began to share his story. "Have you forgotten her so easily? You're a friend of his dad, and we met at the grand party. We had an instant connection, and from that moment on, I knew there was something special about her.She's kind, compassionate, and fiercely intelligent. Spending time with her is like being in a world of endless possibilities, and she brings out the best in me."Mr. President listened intently, absorbing every word his son spoke. The joy and sincerity in Dave's voice were undeniable,
The music gradually shifted, taking on a more uplifting tone.The rhythm synced with the car's gentle movement, and Dave couldn't help but tap his toe along to the beat.A smile played at the corner of his lips as he hummed along, the music becoming a companion in his drive.With another smooth turn, the car approached the meeting place, a grand building that stood tall and imposing. Guards, dressed in sharp uniforms, awaited their arrival.As the car came to a stop, the guards swiftly opened the doors, showing the importance of the moment.People earlier greeted Dave when he entered the meeting room.They engaged in conversation, each speaking their own language, but Dave's focus remained the same.There were a large number of people who came with expensive cars, but Dave was second to none of those people. He felt even prouder to represent his country in the Tesla Model S Plaid."Wow, he's such a humble and nice, stout, tall guy.""Wait, is that not Dave?"Madam Veronica's son, Rodr
Rodriguez was excited to talk to his mom about the recent meeting with the wealthy men.Isabella eagerly sat down beside him and was ready to hear what his brother had to say."Didn't you tell me you're having a night party with your friends? Madam Veronica curiously asked her daughter.No, Mom, time is not due." I called Alice, and she told me she just got home after coming from shopping with her close friend. Isabella said."I knew you would come around when I'm back to tell Mom how cool your crush is." Rodriguez teased."Mom, warn your son, please; I don't like what he's doing, and Dave or whatever is not my crush.""Isabella, tell me if you love him; stop pretending." Rodriguez said it again in a mocking tone. ""I'm fed up with this; I can't sit here for you to tease me."Isabella said this and walked away from the living room."She's gone now, Mom, let's continue.'Rodriguez said this and started to speak about Dave and the presidential meeting he had attended. Rodriguez couldn'
Isabella slumped onto her bed, her face contorted with frustration. Her pillow, once a comforting companion, now felt like a traitor. She muttered to herself, her voice laced with annoyance. "How could Mom and my brother keep saying I have a crush on Dave? It's so irritating!"Isabella's mind raced with thoughts and emotions, her anger mounting with each passing second. "Dave is just someone I admire and nothing more."Isabella muttered to herself; she couldn't understand why her family insisted on teasing her about it. The more they talked about it, the more her annoyance grew.Gasping for breath, Isabella felt a surge of heat rise to her cheeks. She propped her face in her palm, trying to calm herself down.The situation felt overwhelming, and she needed to find a way to vent her frustration. Her eyes caught sight of her phone lying on the bed, and she picked it up, scrolling through her pictures until she found the one of Dave.Staring at the image, Isabella's mind drifted back to
Dave was getting ready for a party. He stood before his mirrored closet, weighing his outfit options.Would he go for something casual and comfortable or dress to impress with his favorite blazers and dress shoes? As he pondered, his phone buzzed on the table.He turned to check it, sweeping strands of dark hair out of his eyes. The screen lit up with Amelia's sweet face.Dave's heart raced as he reached for his phone, flipping it open. "Hey, Amelia!" he exclaimed. "What's up"I just wanted to see if you're still coming tonight," she replied, her voice musical and light."Of course! I've been excited for this all week," Dave replied, his smile widening."Good," Amelia said, laughing. "I already have my dress picked out. I hope you're ready for some serious dancing.Dave chuckled. "Oh, I'm ready, all right. You won't be able to get me off that dance floor."Great. See you in a few hours, Dave"See you then," Dave responded, feeling a bit lighter as he set the phone down. Talking to Ame