Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

Asher’s POV

On top of the controversy from the scandals which had already been released, I had made an official statement claiming the ownership of my children.

I had also said that I was rekindling my relationship with the mother of my children and the news of what I had said splashed on the front page of every major newspaper in the country.

With the news of my children still on the front pages, by morning my men were receiving calls from left, right and center talking about their knowledge on the whereabouts of the missing children.

However I was frustrated by this because these were all scams. They were all scam calls and none of the people knew where the children were.

I went around talking to the security and the spies I had around the country but they were still showing up empty handed.

These were supposed to be the best of the best and they were not able to find one man and three children. Then it meant that this Travis guy was good and he had planned this for a long time.

Unless he was not working alone then that changed everything. For no one had to be that good.

“Sir, don’t worry about this,” my personal guard said to me. “We will find them. We’ll wait until a ransom is being demanded for and we’ll nab him that way.”

But that was the thing. A ransom had already been asked for but it was one we could not do. He wanted her to marry him. I would not allow for such a stupid offer to be taken seriously.

After their marriage then what? He would still be a fugitive for kidnapping my children and since I was the president I was the law and order around here.

I would destroy him in all ways and angles that he would have no choice but to ask for forgiveness, one I would never allow him to have. He would rot in jail for all he had done and I would make sure he stayed in the worst prison ever created.

In fact, because of him, I could create a new kind of prison where he would dine with the rats and the alligators in the sewers. I could make sure he had a terrible time in there.

“Thank you,” I said to the guard who nodded before leaving me.

I needed those children found. Even when they had acted that way towards me they were still my flesh and blood. They still belonged to me. I was their father. I would not let them stay kidnapped forever.

Zendaya on the other hand got restless with each passing second as she got scared that the worst was happening to her children. I understood her pain and I tried to console her in my way because I cared about the children too.

That morning however, she was not about to be consoled as she broke down in agony, crying her eyes out and blaming herself for being such a horrible mother.

I could not leave her alone at the apartment so I decided that she should accompany me to the police station for the police interviews.

We arrived and the police inspector who was to interview us was a middle aged bald man. His no-nonsense way of acting had me believing that he would get to the bottom of this and I could not wait for the result he would pull out of this.

When we arrived, we were taken to an empty room to sit as he arrived seconds later to sit opposite us.

“Mr President,” he acknowledged me. “It is an honor.”

“Just get on with it,” I said, knowing fully well he was stalling.

“Alright,” he said, turning to Zendaya. “What is your relationship with the suspect? Tell me everything you know about him.”

“He was my ex boyfriend,” she sniffed. “We dated for a while and…”

“How long did you both date?”

“A while, I can’t recall how long ago we broke up.”

“Surely you have to know so you’ll help us in this case.”

“Inspector,” I said. “Don’t push her too hard. She is looking for her children.”

It was more of a warning than a suggestion.

“I understand Mr President but you have to understand that this case is a serious one and I have to ask every single question to get to the bottom of this. I need these children found too. I’ll handle this.”

“It’s okay,” she said to me. “I’ll answer all the questions to the best of my knowledge.”

“Now tell me all you know about this Travis guy.”

“Sure,” she said. “Travis and I were staying together for the last few weeks after we got into the country.”

This piece of information made my blood run cold as I had not been expecting it. I found myself trying really hard to stop myself from feeling jealous at her sharing an apartment with a man.

She answered all his questions and when he left I turned to her.

“You should have told me all this time that you were sharing an apartment with a man. I had no idea.”

“I didn’t want you to think that there was something going on between Travis and I. That was why I hid it from you.”

She cried as I put her head on my shoulder patting her hair down.

She was going through turmoil at the point and I was ready to destroy Travis in all areas. He had no right to force her into some kind of alliance. She was free to be who she wanted to be and be with no one else but me.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

He had crossed the line by abducting those kids.

“The children,” I brought up. “I think they must have been talking to Travis about me and he must have poisoned their minds against me. That must have been why they had reacted badly towards me all the time.”