Chapter 74-1
Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 74
Danielle felt a little uncomfortable. She thought, âWhy does it feel like my parents are treating David like their son?â Their praise was a bit overwhelming.
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. and Mrs. Darling," David said, his smile warm and sincere.
If the staff at Charrington Group could see their boss like this, theyâd probably faint. Only Vivian and Howard seemed to think David was such a smooth talker. If they knew how he was at work... they might have a different opinion.
Upstairs, Audrey locked herself in her room, unable to put her emotions into words.
She thought, âWhy? Why couldnât it be me?â
If it wasnât for Danielle getting in the way, Audrey couldâve been the one with David by now. She believed that it was all because of Danielle. David, the always distant and cold figure, had designed a necklace for Danielle himself. He even spoke to her in those soft, sweet tones.
Audrey thought, âDoes David really like Danielle that much? They have only known each other for a short time...
Audreyâs eyes burned with jealousy, and her hands trembled as tears threatened to spill. She was the one who had known David first.
She thought, âWhy is everyone against me?â
She got juice spilled on her, and no one even cared to check if she was okay-yet they were all fawning over Danielle, who had been just fine.
In her eyes, Danielle got all the attention. She didnât even try to be nice, but everyone seemed to adore her. Audrey had done her best to be kind and fit in, but it felt like no one even noticed her.
And what if the high society crowd found out that Audrey wasnât even the real Charrington daughter, but just adopted? And that Danielle, the true heir, was now Davidâs fiancée? Audrey would be the subject of ridicule, and her place in the social scene would be lost.
This was all Danielleâs fault. Audrey couldnât let her steal what was hers.
She thought, âIâll make sure sheâs gone for good this time.â
A dark glint flashed in Audreyâs eyes as she pulled out her phone and typed a message: [Sir, Danielle is going abroad tomorrow.]
She didnât even know who this person was. Heâd contacted her out of nowhere, offering to help. As long as it meant getting rid of Danielle, Audrey was willing to do whatever it took.
[What do you want to do?] The response came almost instantly.
[I want Danielle to never come back from abroad. I want her gone for good. Can you help me?]
There was a long pause. Audreyâs heart raced. Is he