Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 221-1 "You still have a few days left. Make sure to attend the assessments at Fortress regularly."

The group exchanged puzzled glances, feeling like Danielle was giving them her last words. What was going on?

"Danielle, has something happened? You can order us around, we’ll do whatever you need."

Juniper stared at Danielle’s face, searching for any hint of what she was thinking.

"It’s nothing. Just don’t slack off. Anything else?"

Her words were firm, but there was a quiet weight to them. The industries they were involved in had risen quickly, and she feared that once she was gone, enemies would target them.

While she was around, no one dared to act openly. But if she died, their laziness could give their enemies a chance to strike.

"Danielle, are you sure you’re alright?"

Lyla, who had sensed something was off, asked cautiously. But looking at Danielle’s composed face, she almost convinced herself that she was overthinking things.

did you all become so chatty? Are you hoping something’s wrong with

have other matters to

crossing her face. These were the ones who’d fought by her side, and now, she had

up, and walked

didn’t

like she was giving

with the ’farewell’

blow his top. He had the same feeling, but their

too. Did you feel

head. "If Danielle wanted us to know, we would have figured it

that, Danielle left

strange—invulnerable, with long claws, and barely any weaknesses. She

If it hadn’t been for the poison attacking her in front of her

different ends," the words echoed in Danielle’s mind. She wasn’t going to stop until she found the person hiding in the shadows. She needed to

had written to him, but there

aching head,