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...

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

worst punishment? That doctor is probably wishing he were dead right

bolt of lightning, eager to avoid any further wrath from David. After all, David’s methods were ruthless, and Nathan had no

again, debating 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

arrived at her father’s office with a lunchbox. She knocked

Garrett looked up, and his stern expression immediately softened into a smile when he saw his

lunch, Dad. Your favorite dishes! You always forget to eat when you’re busy,"

her act and chuckled. "Alright, spill it.

you lunch,"

eat." Garrett took the lunchbox

while her father was distracted by the food. Garrett’s expression immediately turned serious. "No.