"Don't worry. It's my treat." Daniel glanced at Camila, "Order anything you want."

"It's fine, really," Camila smiled. "Daniel, you might be curious as to why I can't even bear to buy a cup of coffee...

"In reality, this is my life at home. I appear glorious on the outside as a Quimby heiress, but only I know the suffering behind everything. My parents neglect me while my siblings do their best to boycott me.

"I have a driver when I go out, I have food when I go home, but none of those belong to me. My jobs were the only things that belonged to me all these years."

She looked sad, and it was the first time she had said so much to him.

"Daniel, I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I used your name to work for Ms. Lily. She's your ex-wife, so I."

"It's alright. It's just a job," he said flatly. "It's good that Lily could help you."

"So you don't mind it?"

"Why would I?"

bit her lip. "I'll do my best. I won't embarrass

that. Camila was thorough in her job, and her capability was nothing less than anyone in the family. If she were not an

yes, Daniel, I thought about it and decided I should

"What is it?"

"I ran into Owen the other day. You remember

say it, yet she

buy something for my mom the other day. I got the driver to take me. Never

"He asked for money?"

at him. "He said he lost in gambling

eyes dimmed. "Why did he ask

was a Quimby car." She shrugged. "The Quimby cars' number

Daniel said nothing.

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