Chapter 92-3
Not A Small-Town Girl
"Alright," that woman said. "Iâll take care of it right away. I really didnât expect Danielleâs medical skills to be so impressive. Iâm incresingly looking forward to a face-to-face battle with her."
The mixed-race womanâs smile was like a blooming poppy, looking beautiful yet hiding a deadly poison.
"You two are already battling," the man said. "Vera, Iâm looking forward to your performance."
He slowly looked up, his blue eyes reflecting a dark, overwhelming energy.
"I wonât let you down, Sir," Vera said, her gaze revealing a hint of madness, and her eyes filled with a strong fighting spirit.
"You may leave," he said
"Alright," Vera said.
The butler then said respectfully, âSir, Danielle is already investigating the truth behind her abduction. She managed to tie Kevin to her abduction at the casino yesterday. Although he doesnât know much, he can still be considered indirectly implicated. Should we deal with him?
"Also, should we give Danielle something to do so that she wonât be too free and meddle in other peopleâs business?"
"Go ahead and take care of it," the man said.
He placed one hand on the side of the sofa, his slender fingers holding a cigarette, which was burning with a scarlet glow.
At Mithland Manor, Danielle noticed that Tara was quite picky with her food, which was not good for her health. So, she said, "You should eat more leafy greens."
Tara had forgotten about this after she was discharged from the hospital, truly taking pickiness to the extreme. Now that her granddaughter-in-law pointed it out, she felt a little sheepish. "Alright, alright," she said. "Iâll do as you say." Usually, Tara was domineering at home, causing a fuss and often stirring up trouble. David felt like laughing when he saw herâs defeated expression.
"Danielle, look," Tara said. "David is picky too. He doesnât even eat a bite of carrot."
She thought, âIâm about to start eating green leafy vegetables, and Iâll make sure David doesnât get away. Letâs drag him into this with me.â
David immediately frowned, thinking, âHow come this old lady dragged me into this as well?â
Danielle saw through Taraâs little trick, so she looked up, met Davidâs gaze, and played along with Tara, saying, "Donât be deliberately picky. Carrots are delicious."
David thought, âWhy does it feel like Danielle is coaxing a child?â
"Alright," he said.
David still went along with Danielleâs words and picked up the carrots that he disliked the most. âIt looks like Iâll have to tell the chef to make sure there are no carrots at home in the future,â he thought.