Not A Small-Town Girl

"It was one of our own doctors. He drugged the others and made off with the antidote," Nathan reported.

David’s gaze remained fixed on his phone. Nathan, who accidentally glanced at the screen, saw a picture of Danielle sleeping as David’s wallpaper.

Nathan thought to himself, ’The boss looks like a lovesick puppy. Must be missing Miss Darling. Looks like I need to get on Miss Darling’s good side...

David’s voice broke through his thoughts. "Does she look good?"

Nathan jumped. "Miss Darling is stunning-she’s the definition of beauty. You two are perfect together, like a match made in heaven."

David smirked, clearly amused. "You’re right."

Nathan nervously patted his chest, thinking, ’Seems like I hit the sweet spot-flattered him just enough. Or maybe I just described her accurately. Miss Darling really is someone worth staying on good terms with...

we’ve got," David said, his tone casual but

punishment? That doctor is probably

of the room like a bolt of lightning, eager to avoid any further wrath from David. After all, David’s methods were

whether to call Danielle. He hesitated, not wanting to interrupt her. ’It’s only been a few hours since I last spoke

an instant, fateful connection. Learning they were engaged thrilled him more than closing a billion- dollar deal. Military

office with a lunchbox. She

into a smile when he saw his daughter. "Sweetheart, what are you

you lunch, Dad. Your favorite dishes! You always forget to eat when

through her act and chuckled. "Alright, spill it. What do

you lunch," Lydia

then let’s eat." Garrett took the lunchbox from

a mission. I want to go too." Lydia decided to speak up while her