Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 24-1

The Charrington family mansion at Hillside was nothing short of majestic-infrared scanners covered a 300-foot radius, and armed guards watched at the main entrance like sentinels.

As David’s car approached, the guards immediately stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

Danielle glanced at them, quickly realizing they weren’t an average security team-they looked like seasoned mercenaries. Their presence hinted that David was more than just the CEO of Charrington Group.

The car rolled to a stop at the mansion’s front steps. They climbed out and followed David inside. In the expansive living room, Geoffrey and Polly appeared, hurrying toward them.

"Dad, how are you feeling? Why didn’t you stay in the hospital a little longer? We only just found out you were there and rushed back from abroad," Geoffrey said, concern mingling with irritation.

Logan," Polly added, her tone sharp. "Geoffrey and I had no idea you were hospitalized. David, why didn’t you tell

tightening. His eyes flickered with an intensity that warned of a

and daughter-in-law, his expression

and Danielle, and his tone softened. "David, Danielle, come sit with me in the living

and Polly trailed behind them without

stepped forward, carrying an elegant box. "Mr. Logan Charrington," he said respectfully,

said, his voice steady but tinged with emotion. "It’s a family heirloom. She wanted it to

its translucent green surface flawless. Danielle knew its reputation. Collectors had begged for a glimpse of it, but it

offered 1.5 billion dollars

to its wearer, but its immense value made Danielle uneasy. "Logan, I... I don’t think I can accept something so