Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 2-2

He swore to make it all up to her and spare no expense in giving her the best of everything.

"Welcome home, darling," Vivian murmured, linking arms with her daughter.

The main gates stood far from the mansion, necessitating a drive through the grounds. A magnificent fountain marked the entrance, leading to expansive gardens where rare flowers from around the world created an ocean of blooms-a scene straight from a fairy tale.

The staff lined the drive-butlers, guards, gardeners, chefs, and maids-bowing in perfect unison. "Welcome home, Miss Darling."

The mansion’s foyer dripped old money crystal chandeliers casting a brilliant glow, museum-worthy paintings adorning the walls, priceless antiques casually displayed like vacation souvenirs, and luxurious rugs sprawling across the floor. Every detail exuded the owner’s prestige and wealth.

failed you, Danielle." Howard’s voice rasped with pain. "I let them take you.

replied coolly, though a hint of

left her rusty at human connection. Her adoptive parents had drummed it into her head that she

she’d stayed, desperately hoping for scraps of affection until their endless spite

her real parents had searched relentlessly cracked something in her carefully constructed

his words carefully. "We adopted a girl who resembles you. We’ve raised her for years now. Would you mind

stricken

in relief at

feel uncomfortable, I’ll have her move out," Joseph said flatly.

Danielle murmured, warming slightly