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 us sooner? We could’ve come back

David’s brow twitch, his jaw tightening. His eyes flickered with an intensity that warned of a

and daughter-in-law, his expression stern. "Enough. You’re back now-

Danielle, and his tone softened. "David, Danielle, come

Polly trailed behind

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

grandmother," he said, his voice steady but tinged with emotion. "It’s a family heirloom. She wanted it to be passed on to the woman David truly

reputation. Collectors had begged for a glimpse

offered 1.5 billion dollars for it, but the Charrington family wasn’t interested in

immense value made Danielle uneasy. "Logan,